Chapter 3

"Alright, alright, Emily, will you ever stop?" Michael grumbled. I finally got back from my trip and want to chill, but you keep bugging me.

"Olivia and I grew up together. We took baths in the same tub as kids. We've seen it all, so why are you acting so paranoid?

"Oh, and the clothes I brought back from the trip are still outside. Make sure you wash them."

His tone was casual, as if the past two weeks of coldness meant nothing to him.

There wasn't a trace of remorse in his voice.

He couldn't be bothered to offer…