Anna leaned against Joseph's shoulder, her eyes fluttering closed when a sweet, fresh scent reached her nose.
She barely furrowed her brow in suspicion, her hand immediately clenching tightly.
She could tell without a doubt that it was Emily's perfume. For Joseph to carry that scent, they must have been very close.
There was no other explanation for how the fragrance had clung to him.
Anna hesitated, debating whether to confront him, but ultimately decided against it. Instead, she hugged him a little longer before playfully pushing him away. “You’ve been working hard. Why don’t you take a nice hot bath and relax?”
Joseph smiled faintly, ruffled her hair, and ascended the stairs.
He intended to put the surveillance footage out of his mind, but every time he saw Anna, fragments of the
