Amelia
I barely noticed it at first.
Ethan had always been distant in his own way, so when our morning interactions became even briefer, I didn’t think much of it. He left for work a little earlier than usual, his tone polite but clipped when he told me he’d be busy for the next few days. I figured he was just caught up with something important.
It wasn’t until later that the thought even crossed my mind.
Because the other night , after dinner at Robert and Catherine’s, I had felt a shift. A quiet understanding that, for the first time since this arrangement began, Ethan and I were starting to work as a team.
But now, it was like he was taking a step back.
Still, I didn’t dwell on it.
Eleanor had been feeling better today, full of energy as we sat together after breakfast, and I let
