Captured

Amelia had just been on her way to meet with her underground workers when Michael came driving home. Unlike the past few days, he hadn't greeted her with a kiss, nor did he bother giving her a hug. He had merely flashed an obvious fake smile in her direction, and had continued to walk towards his room.

Curious and concerned, Amelia had followed him back to his room. She needed to know what was going on with, and why he was suddenly unlike himself.

"You're home early today, how was work?" Amelia started as she entered the room. Micheal didn't reply immediately, he took his time to free himself of his office clothes before turning to reply to Amelia.

"Exhausting.." He answered lazily. "Don't worry about me, I'm just tired." He added to ease the worried look on her face. He knew she wouldn't stop pestering him if he didn't add that last part. But even then, it hadn't been enough to convince Amelia to leave him alone.