Slowly Falling

Gemma glanced at the wall clock again for the umpteenth time.

It was already past midnight and Miguel was yet to return from work and she was beginning to get worried.

Not that this was the first time that he was coming late since they got married, but this time seemed different and she can't seem to place her finger on the reason that she was worried. It was as if something was wrong but she didn't know what it was.

She has tried reaching Miguel on the phone several times and he hasn't been picking up. She tried calling Sergio as well and he wasn't taking her calls either.

She stood up from the couch where she had been sitting for the past hour and went to the window and peeped outside. The guards that Miguel kept to keep watch of the house were still there patrolling the premises.