Ethan’s POV
I blinked hard, The sun leaked through the curtains, mocking me.
I should have requested a thicker fabric instead. But Valerie loved sleek more.
The pounding in my head echoed louder than the silence in the room. I had slept off in Valerie’s bedroom.
The sheets beside me were cold, smooth, and untouched. Just like my woman.
I dragged a hand down to my face, Her scent clung on my skin. I turned to the othet side of the bed but she wasn’t beside me.
I sat up, elbows pressed upon my knees, chest tight.
My phone buzzed once,
A text message from Rona.
I ignored it, swiping it into my phone’s trash. Heading to the bathroom, I washed a little before leaving,
Another text from Rona asking that we meet today. I hissed, “What is this woman up to?” I blurted before blocking her
