Aria
I sat on the floor next to my bed with my head buried in my palms, my eyes burning from a night without a single trace of sleep. Every time I closed them, last night came rushing back—the recording, Ravenson's voice, Ethan's lies. The truth had clawed its way under my skin, and no matter how much I tried, I couldn't tear it out.
Ethan had knocked. He had begged. His voice through the door had been soft, desperate, almost breaking. But I couldn't bring myself to let him in. I couldn't even bring myself to look at him. Because the moment I did, I knew my heart would cave, and right now, my heart was already in pieces.
Yes, maybe he thought he was protecting me by hiding it. Maybe part of him truly believed he was sparing me. But that didn't change the fact that what he did had left m
