Nine: Bring Her To Me.

A frantic knock on the bathroom door drifted her out of her thoughts and Emma trembled with the pregnancy test in her hands.

When the door drew open to Damien, she had managed to hide it beneath the sink and she heaved a deep breath before turning to him.

A suspecting glare assessed her from head to toe and he wondered why she was fully clothed after being in there for half an hour. She scoffed, turning back around to wash her hands and he peeked into the crystal clear toilet.

“What are you doing?” He asked.

Emma wiped her hands across the velvet towel before brushing past his shoulders. “I was on my way out” He was convinced only after a few seconds, after when he closed the door. “They’re still looking for Sofia” Damien continued and Emma shrugged, confused about what to do with such information.

“Ferdinand called, her mother is worried, asking whether we’ve been in contact since she went missing” Damien leaned against his desk as Emma ran her hands through her hair. She took off he