A dreary rain fell outside, the pitter-patter against the windowpanes casting a somber mood over the entire house. Olivia Wynne held her phone to her ear, striding out of the room as she talked.
"Alright, Director Shepherd. I understand."
After hanging up with Sean Shepherd, Olivia walked toward the kitchen with heavy steps.
The call had been from Sean Shepherd. Because of the heavy rain, today's shoot was canceled, giving them a day off.
Putting her phone away, Olivia scanned the kitchen. Seeing no food, she opened the cupboards in disbelief. They were clean, too. Forget prepared meals; there weren't even any fresh vegetables.
'Zachary Fairchild didn't cook today?'
They had been living together for the past few days, and in the mornings, Zachary Fairchild would either cook breakfast himself or buy it from the food street. But today, the cupboards were completely bare.
