As the sun began to set on another day, Emily stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of her spacious Manhattan apartment, gazing out at the city skyline. It had been several weeks since the disastrous charity event, and she had been keeping herself busy with work and avoiding any contact with Jonathan. She knew she couldn't keep running away from him forever, but she wasn't sure if she was ready to face him yet.
Just as she was lost in thought, her phone rang, startling her out of her reverie. It was an unknown number, but she answered it anyway.
"Hello?" she said.
"Emily, it's Jonathan," came the deep voice on the other end.
She felt her heart race at the sound of his voice, but she tried to keep her voice calm. "What do you want, Jonathan?"
"I need to see you," he said. "It'
