Chapter 65

• Emily sat at the kitchen table, her hands wrapped around a mug of tea that had long gone cold. She stared at the empty space, gathering her thoughts. The house was quiet, the calm after the storm of yet another argument with Alex. She knew things couldn’t go on like this. She needed to talk to him, really talk, and find a way to make things right.
• As if on cue, Alex walked into the kitchen, rubbing his temples. He looked as tired as she felt.
• "Hey."...Alex said to her, walking towards the fridge.