The next morning, sunlight shone through the curtains, but it could not dispel the coldness that had settled between Emma and Jackson. Neither of them had spoken since the night before, and neither wanted to break the distance between them. Emma woke up earlier than usual, but instead of waiting for Jackson so they could go to work together, she decided to drive herself. She did not want to face him, did not want to look into his eyes right now.
Jackson was used to taking Emma to work every morning, but when he came downstairs, her car had already left the house. He stood there in silence, clearly feeling the tension in his heart. But both of them were stubborn, and neither wanted to give in.
On the way to the company, Emma felt overwhelmed by a mess of emotions. Discomfort and frustration surged like a rolling wave. She could not stop thinking about what had happened last night. Everything kept spinning in her mind, making it impossible for her to focus on anything.
