Myles P.OV
I don’t know why I’m so upset, but I am. It’s such a simple thing, but it irks me so much. I came into Ethan’s firm a few minutes after he did. I know that because when I walk in he’s at the front talking to Bea. He’s handing her a breakfast burrito, and a coffee. She’s smiling and blushing, and he’s laughing. I see the way her eyes light up as she looks at him. She likes him. I know for sure now that Saturday night was something more than just hanging out.
I want to rip him away from her. Grab him from the collar and make sure he knows to never hang out with her again. I can’t. I have no say in what she does, or who talks to her. I made damn sure about that when I broke up with her eight years ago. I made sure of that when I let her find me with Carol. So, even though I’m so
