Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Emily flashed a grateful smile, “Thank you, Mr. Lamont”

“Just call me Jonah,” Jonathan grinned back warmly.

“Alright then!” Emily cheerfully agreed, before heading back to the kitchen.

As soon as she turned around, her smile faded. Her previous encounter with Charlie had been far from pleasant and utterly awkward. Plus, Charlie was pissed at her So, she decided it was best to avoid him for a while.

Jonathan plonked himself on the living room couch and shot a text to Charlie, “What did you do to piss off Emily again?”

Charlie texted back promptly. “Did she say something to you?”

“Don’t sweat it, she didn’t spill anything”

After a while, Charlie pinged again, “Where are you?”

Tm hanging out with Estelle,” Jonathan replied.

fact that he was with Estelle that they

intended to invite him, but

with his phone, his face betraying no emotion, but internally,

he’d lost his temper? Did she even pause to think why

unaware of those who truly cared for her. If she wanted distance, so be it. He was worried he might snap at

was still suffocating under a cloud of frustration and misery.

Monday

a moming full of meetings, Emily went to the cafeteria alone for lunch

to his office to hand him a few documents that needed his signature. She then reported. “Frank’s Colin is hosting a dinfier tonight to celebrate the successful

documents in his hand. He said calmly,

thing!” Tracy agreed quickly and left.

Emily walked in, standing a meter away.

attention to the scar on her forehead. It was barely noticeable now.

flat tone, “Are