A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

It was obvious that Emily knew where the family's lab was located, so she didn't disturb anyone but went alone instead.

She told herself that she just needed to see for herself that Jacob was well, then she would trust Sean again.

However, when she arrived there, she found that it was impossible for her to enter the lab without Sean's finger print for the biometric scanner at the door; which meant no one but him could access the lab.

She would need to collect his finger prints.

Facing a conundrum she was lost in thought, searching for a solution. ·

That evening, Sean was surprised by the scent of delicious aromas emanating from the kitchen, and he suspected a ploy was afoot. ·

In fulfillment of his longing, he saw a familiar figure busy in the kitchen.

Trying to puzzle out her motives he asked, "Why do you feel like cooking today?" Despite his suspicions, he was in a good mood. ·

She tried to act naturally, and allay his suspicions, but also struggled to relax her tight lips and she mildly explained, "Beryl was hungry."

He smiled winsomely, "It seems that I can sponge off of Beryl tonight then."

She shrugged in answer, "If you think so, then it is."

With dinner being served, she opened a bottle of fine red wine and slowly decanted the fiery colored liquid into crystal glasses. Offering him a glass she lowered her eyes and said, "Sean, I don't want to question your previous behavior, but I hope it will not happen again. I am disgusted with it. Can you understand that?"

He accepted the glass and slowly sipped the wine, before coldly replying, "Fine. If you don't like it, then forget it."

She proposed a toast to him and took a sip of the wine before adding, "I will leave here with Jacob and Beryl after he regains his memory. We will not disturb your life any more."

Gripping the glass he smirked, "You are afraid that I will disturb your happy little life, aren't you?"

her long lashes concealed all the emotions waring in her eyes, "If you think so, then

Beryl was tired and becoming teary with fatigue, she carried her to the upstairs room to lie down, as it was way past her

where he had drained several glasses of wine. Obviously his good

seat next to him, "You're not

badly? Why do you always

I love you enough? There is

name is Emily, not Cloris! You have been dreaming for

names and blinked his eyes rapidly, trying to think straight,

woman standing in front of

because they

willing to be with her brother in the past, so

years,. Did he still want to

a deep breath, she remembered her plan and changed her tact, sitting beside him

more wine, with a dull light flashing in her eyes. This was a

had flushed due to the heavy alcohol intake, but upon hearing what she

did so with each word an expression of pain, "Since those years, I have never dreamed about her,

she struck out at his heart with words, sharp as a knife, "She doesn't want to see you. She blames you, and

Sean crushed the glass in rage, the shards cutting his hand. Suddenly, his hand was drenched in blood which was dripping to the floor.

Sean had never been

bind up his wound. He watched her in silence while she

miss you so much and I

"I'm not Cloris..."

his cheek warm against hers, and begged in a beseeching tone, "I know you are Emily, but please let me hold you for

his touch, but suddenly

it? Were those

Sean was crying...