13 DECEIT

Emily couldn't believe what she was seeing; the longer she stared at Angelo, the more vivid her nightmare seemed, yet it also felt like there was no one else in the room.

"You moron, this is a Persian rug!" Fiona yelled at her. Emily turned her back and gazed. Although Fiona was furious, Angelo paid little attention to her since he was preoccupied with Emily. Nothing made sense for a second, but now that she was in uniform and bringing him coffee, there was no denying it.

"Why are you here?" He questioned Emily angrily. She turned around, her eyes welling up with tears as she stuttered. Emily had expected that she would be caught one day, but she had hoped it wouldn't be so soon.

"Mr. Angelo, why are you here?" Emily asked him, wondering why Angelo was in her employer's room, with his employer's fiancé and half-naked as well.

"Wonderful! Now our employees question us" Fiona laughed.