At the office
Emily had woken up to a space beside her, and without even having to ask, she knew that Angelo had opted to leave for the office before her, which she did not mind. He needed to get out of the house and back into his normal routine of working.
Dressed in her designer suit, Emily stepped foot into the office building, and immediately she felt an energy shift. Although her workers greeted her politely, Emily could still feel the tension in the air, and she could not quite put her finger on it.
She took the elevator up to the floor of her husband's office. Just as she stepped out of the elevator, everyone who was seated in their tiny cubicles stopped what they were doing and turned their attention to her. It was almost as though they were silently pleading for her help.
"Where's Layla?" Emily asked no one in particular, and she waited for an answer.