Trouble in Paradise

The sun was sparkling, casting a warm shine over the building as understudies relaxed on the grass, chatting and snickering between work. Judy had just wrapped up from work and was making her way to the café where she and Tyrone regularly met for coffee.

She was energized to see him, enthusiastic to share a clever story about a colleague they both disdained. As she drew closer to the café, she spotted Tyrone sitting at their regular table close to the window. But something was off. His pose was tense, his expression incoherent as he gazed down at his phone.

Judy’s steps floundered for a minute, a sense of unease inching into her stomach, but she shook it off and pushed open the door.

“Tyrone!” she called out with a grin, making her way over to him. “You won’t believe what happened at work today—”

But before she could finish, Tyrone looked up, and the look in his eyes ceased her cold. It was a sight she had never seen before—cold, far off, almost… irate.

“Tyrone?” Judy inquired, h