Emily was scrolling through videos to pass the time when the doorbell rang. She opened the door and said, "You're here."
Honestly, she was somewhat surprised. She thought Joseph wouldn't come given his attitude towards her.
"Why am I here, Emily?" Joseph's voice cut through the air, its icy undertone carrying a tension that Emily, preoccupied with her plan, failed to notice.
Emily was dressed in a black silk gown, her slender waist inviting the thought of holding her close, just to feel its softness.
Looking at Emily like this, Joseph was momentarily stunned. How long had it been since he'd seen Emily this way? After their divorce, every time he saw Emily, she was in bold and vibrant colors, never wearing such subdued black.
Recalling what had happened in this room before, Joseph's ey
