Emily's POV.

I woke up to silence.

Not the peaceful kind.

The kind that told me something wasn’t right.

I turned, my fingers brushing against Cole’s side of the bed. Cold. Empty. He was up already.

I sighed, pushing the sheets off me, stretching out my arms. It had been two weeks since I had set foot in my office at Hart Enterprise. A week since Cole decided I should work from home. His excuse? Safety.

I called it overprotective nonsense.

I pulled on my robe, tying it lazily as I stepped out of the bedroom. The smell of fresh coffee hit me first. Then I heard the low murmur...