CLAIRE'S POV
It was him—Ethan. Standing just a meter away from me, his expression gave nothing away, yet it spoke volumes.
I had already anticipated this moment, our inevitable meeting, since I had revealed my identity to the public.
I thought I’d be fine.
But despite everything we’d been through, and despite the truth that I had long forgotten him, I still couldn’t stop my heart from trembling.
The night sky stretched above us, stars shimmering as moonlight bathed the city in a pale glow.
We stood there in silence, our eyes locked, our hearts beating faster with every passing second.
Still, I kept my gaze steady, giving him nothing—no softness, no c***k in my armor—that might betray he still had a hold on me.
But the look in his eyes was different. Regret lived there. And long
