Emily stepped into the room to find Edward frozen in place. His face was a mask of numbness, emotions swirling beneath the surface. She could feel the tension in the air, but she refused to let herself be surprised.
"I came to ask you who's getting my brother out," Emily said, standing just inside the doorway. Her voice was steady, but the strain showed in the tightness around her eyes. "...and to get my things."
"Emily..." Edward began, his voice faltering.
"Please," she interrupted, closing her eyes for a moment as if to steel herself. She wouldn't let the tear fall. "How are you getting him out of it? You promised him you'd handle it."
Edward sighed deeply and collapsed into the chair behind his desk. "We'll get them out within the week."
"Thank you," Emily replied, turning to leav
