Jenna's POV

"I mean, your burn was pretty serious- the coffee was too hot, I almost thought you wouldn't be able to speak anymore"

I facepalm myself in hopelessness. What's the point of getting angry at her? Emma sighed in relief as she led me inside. I sat on the couch while she leaned closer to check my lips which were red from the burns

"Sorry," she muttered when I winced at her finger contact with my lips. "How did it happen?"

"She's been zoning out all day" my secretary replied hastily, ignoring the signals I gave her to keep shut

"Why? Is something wrong?" Emma asked, I sighed- taking...