Who wants you to serve me?

The thing Emile looked forward to most this past week was the video call with Chris at 7pm. The call would come as clockwork, no matter whether it was hail, storm or snow in the world around them. Emile would make sure she completed all her tasks and would be waiting by her computer before 7 in her room.

The phone didn’t even have to ring before Emile would pick it up. But today, the phone didn’t ring as usual. Emile started to get anxious even though the time on the clock showed that it was only 2 mins over. Whether it was Emile’s over imaginative mind or the pregnancy hormones, either way Emile’s stress levels were rising at a phenomenal speed.

“Duk…. Duk….duk…”

Emile didn’t think much as she heard the knock on the door and hurriedly opened it and went back to her computer. She didn’t want to miss Chris’s call. She didn’t even spare a glance at the person who entered her room; it had to be said that Emile’s alertness level was non-existent in this environment.

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