Amber arrived home with Stefan waiting in the living room. "Stefan," she uttered with surprise. "When did you come home?" She asked excitedly, but Stefan's demeanor wasn't what she expected.

Stefan looked at Amber up and down, sizing her up. "It's late. Where have you been?" His voice cut through the tension in the room, sharp and accusatory.

Amber felt a pang of unease, sensing the anger simmering beneath his words. She hesitated, unsure how to respond, her mind racing with excuses and explanations.

She was dumbfounded at how insensitive Stefan was. He had been gone for days, and that's all he had to say. He doesn't even care about...