The morning sun filtered through the blinds, casting a soft glow over Emma’s cozy apartment. She sat at her small kitchen table, sipping a cup of coffee, her mind wandering to Tom. She hadn't heard from him since he left for the hospital to be with his father. Their last moment together had been intense. She wanted to call him, to check on him, but she was still contemplating how things could take a left turn if her past was ever revealed.
Emma’s phone buzzed, snapping her out of her reverie. It was a message from Tina, her colleague and friend from work.
“Hey, Em. Can we talk when you get in? It’s urgent.”
Emma sighed, sending a quick reply before grabbing her bag and heading out the door. The office was only a short walk away, but today it felt like miles. She couldn’t shake the feel
