Emily's POV
"EMILY, my darling!" My mother greeted loudly as her eyes caught me entering the dinning room. I was pulled into her firm arms like a child and I found consolation in them. I missed my parents and I missed home.
She led me to the table, and I noticed she was dinning alone.
"Where's dad?" I asked, hoping something wasn't wrong. I had been away so long and I usually miss out on the family dramas, dinners and events.
"Oh, he's in the study getting some paperwork for Evan. He should be done any minute now." She answered as she started eating off her plate.
"Great." I answered short with a sigh of exhaustion.
"Baby, what's the matter?" My mother asked. She stopped eating and waited for me to answer.
"Nothing that I can't handle. I'm just winded and I think that I need about six months rest from all the hotels and travels." I said with a slump.
"Oh, my poor baby, you need to take a much needed rest, Emily. You've already done so much."