OLIVIA

Empty.

He’d left— again.

“He had an urgent meeting to attend,” Rosa broke the news to me, her hands folding the bed-sheets that were partially soaked from… “Please take off your clothes.”

I stood on my feet, slowly sliding down the straps of my nightgown. My face was slightly scrunched up, and my thoughts were ruminating.

A meeting? Or was he deliberately trying to avoid me?

I needed to clarify my suspicions, and Rosa already knew what was coming— more persistent ...