As Ciara walked into the empty house, she noticed that Gerald was still at the same spot she had left him that morning, his usual Stoic demeanor replaced by a look of concern.
“You're home early…" He said, his voice quiet but audible enough to Ciara's hearing, “Is everything okay?”
Ciara paused, her brow furrowed. “I just needed to get out of the office.” She said, avoiding his gaze, and walked past him to take the only couch in the middle of the large room. “I needed a change of scenery.”
Gerald didn't seem convinced, and he studied her closely. This wasn't the mood she had left with earlier that morning, in fact, she left full of life as if that were something vital that she had to do at work and was feeling enthusiastic about. But now, her face is only saying a different thin
