Olivia:
I stood outside Ethan's door, still catching my breath from rushing up the stairs. The black dress felt tight and restrictive. My feet ached in the heels but none of that mattered right now.
I rang the doorbell quickly.
The door opened almost immediately and Ethan's face shifted from concern to relief the second he saw me.
"Olivia." He pulled me inside, his hands gentle on my arms. "I was worried. Are you okay? Your text said emergency."
"I'm fine," I said quickly. "I'm sorry I scared you."
His eyes traveled over me. The dress, the heels, the pinned up hair.
"What happened? Where were you?"
"Can we sit?" I asked.
He led me to the couch and sat close, his hand finding mine immediately.
"Tonight, right before I was supposed to come over, we had a crisis at work. One of our
