The moment Mr. Johnson’s eyes landed on them, time seemed to stop.
The sound of rain outside faded. The hum of quiet chatter inside the café went still in Adam’s mind. Only Emily’s quick, shallow breaths filled the space between them.
“Stay calm,” she whispered, her lips barely moving.
Adam’s heart pounded so hard it hurt. He tried to steady his hands, pretending to stir his untouched coffee. Emily’s fingers trembled as she reached for her cup too, as if they were nothing more than two colleagues sharing a drink.
Mr. Johnson walked toward them with his usual calm smile. “Well, this is a surprise,” he said. “I did not expect to see my best employee and my wife having coffee together.”
Emily smiled quickly, too quickly. “It was by chance. I
