Chapter 19

He arrives home, last as always.

"Emily" he calls out, no answer. she must be asleep, he assumes taking of his jacket, then making his way to her room.

He opens the door and is greeted with the smell of vanilla. The room is dark, a scented candle providing a deem light. He walks up to her unconscious body, moving her hair out of her face with his finger.

She looks so peaceful.

He thinks to himself. He lifts his gaze and looks around the room, it looks the same as it has always looked for the past 20 years, but something felt different, she's hiding something from him, he could feel it.

"What are you hiding" He whispers staring at her resting face. He turns his neck, to enjoy staring at her from a different angle.

His smile turns to a frown, and he stands up and walks out of the room, slamming the door behind him with no regard to weather he might wake her.

He walks to his room, stomping one foot after the other. It's a mess, ever since Emily refused to do anything around the hou