Crime Scene

Avaleigh slowly enjoyed the food on the table in front of her. Every single dish was just as delicious as the last and she didn't want to stop, but she knew she had to control herself. She still had a concert tomorrow and she couldn't overindulge. As she scooped one last mouthful of tofu pudding into her mouth, she glanced at the man beside her and noticed he had fallen asleep.

He was still in a seated position, but his eyes were closed and he looked peaceful.

Avaleigh felt her heart hurt a little when she saw this. That was right, he had been working non-stop since this morning. At least she got a little break between her rehearsals and her performance. Emerson hadn't even stopped to take a breath. He even had to worry about her and prepare food for her.

Avaleigh glanced at her watch. It was midnight.