The next morning, Emma was awakened by the loud buzzing of the bedside digital clock. She pushed down the snooze button, restoring quiet, then rolled away from the clock, groaning.
"I wish you would ring ten hours later, not just ten minutes" she said
A few moments later, she threw back the covers, heaved herself out of bed, slipped into her bedroom slippers, and padded into the kitchen.
She glanced the at the wall clock and saw it was five thirty. A full day of work lay before her. And another encounter with Daniel Rohan. She sighed.
She hadn't been able to sleep that night. Thinking about him, the stupid conversation from hell, him leaving angrily. She didn't want to hurt him. She thought. But she didn't want to get hurt either.