Trip to Italy

Scarlett remained bothered by the text message she received. She could barely focus on her tasks, to the point where Ryke noticed that she wasn’t being her usual self. Due to the amount of work he had, he couldn’t question her directly but he decided to find out what was troubling his wife as soon as they’d get home. He hadn’t seen such amount of worry on Scarlett’s face for a long time and it was scaring him. Their little cottage house was still a safe space for the both of them and so, she relaxed significantly as they walked in. Ryke helped Scarlett out of her coat and she thanked him in a whisper. “What’s wrong, baby?” He asked, massaging her shoulders. “You haven’t been quite yourself today...Did something happen?” “Yeah.” The couple went into the kitchen. Scarlett retrieved a bottle of Chardonnay from one of the cupboards and poured two glasses for the both of them. She took a sip first before confessing her thoughts to Ryke: “I got a text message from Megan.” Surprise flashed th