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Alison's POV

I yawned softly, waking up in such a good mood. I felt like giving all my employees a raise.

I didn't know what it was about emily that made me feel this way but I'm glad she did.

I haven't been happy in a long time. Being with her made me happy.

I rolled over to her side of the bed to feel it empty, I open my eyes quickly, seeing the bed empty.

I sat up confusedly.
Where could she be.

I found myself walking out of the room, looking for her. Walking down the stairs, I was greeted by Ally, the chief.

"Good Morning, Miss Dilaurentis. Would you like me to prepare breakfast for you?", she asked me with a greeting smile.

"Not now, ally", I told her.
I then noticed Tyler standing near the door as always.

"Good Morning Miss Di— I cut him off, "have you seen Emily?", I asked him.

"Yes. She left this morning while you were asleep"

She left me?
I mean left.

Anger built up inside of me, as I expressed in my face.

"Left? Where did she go?", I question him demanding an answer.

"She said she was going home", he explained.
My eyes widen.

"Why wasn't I woken or informed of this?", I asked no longer feeling happy.

"I asked her if she wanted me to wake you, and she said no", she responds.

"Tyler whose paying you. Me or her?", I asked raising my voice trying to control my anger.

"You, Ma'am", he says.
"Then it shouldn't matter what she would have wanted! I pay you, not other way around", I shout angrily.

"My apologies ma'am. It will never happen again", he apologizes.

I scuff walking away, "Tell Sean to get the limo ready, we leave in 5 minutes!", I shout at him walking in the other direction.

How dare she?
What was she thinking?
Leaving this morning, knowing if she would have told me, I wouldn't have let her go.

Talia is probably telling her lies now and I bet you emily is probably eating it up, believing everything she's telling her.

I refuse to let Talia have her.
She's mine now.

She signed and everything, meaning I own her.

God, she was so persistent.
Always defying me and going back at the lip.

She needs to be punished.
And I will be the one giving it too her.

Emily's POV

Once I reached to my New York apartment it was sunrise, and surprisingly it was empty. I walked inside to expect a half drunk barely awake Talia but the apartment was empty.

I shut the door, noticing empty beer bottles on the living room table. This place was a dump. I've only been gone for the night and Talia lost her shit.

I sighed realizing what I came here to do in the first place. I make me way down to the hallway, going into my bedroom to see the bed empty as well.

I mean I didn't expect to see the girl lying there again but just seeing unfold in front of my eyes was upsetting enough.

I walked towards the closet grabbing out a duffle bag, and a suitcase. I start gathering my item, I began yanking my clothes from the hangers, stuffing my underwear and bra from the drawers into the bags.

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