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.

Charlie knew from the fact that he

earlier remarks, Charlie deduced that Jonathan had intended to

sat with his phone, his face betraying no

upset because he’d lost his temper? Did she even pause

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

under a cloud of frustration and

Monday

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

hand him a few documents that needed his signature. She then reported. “Frank’s Colin is

looking at the documents in his hand. He said

Tracy agreed quickly and

a meter

attention to the scar on her

gaze and asked in a flat tone, “Are you still