Grace and Emma found themselves in the kitchen, the warm aroma of freshly baked cookies filling the air. Emma noticed how distant Grace looked and asked,

　　"Hey, Grace, what's wrong? You seem lost in thought." Emma tossed a few napkins on the counter. Grace let out a sigh and finished typing on her phone before looking up at Emma.

　　"Oh, it's nothing, just some work stuff on my mind," she replied, forcing a smile and placing her phone down. Emma raised an eyebrow, ...