Lisa’s POV
The morning felt different before anything even happened, I couldn’t explain it at first. It was nothing obvious, nothing I could point at and say this is why but something in the house felt… lighter.
Maybe it was the fact that Ethan was no longer moving like someone recovering from a near-death experience, the slow careful steps were gone, the constant quiet exhaustion had faded. Even the staff seemed to breathe differently around him now and yet, despite all that improvement, I was still getting used to seeing him like this.
We were sitting at breakfast when he said it, this was few weeks after we had sat in the garden, it wasn’t dramatic. That was the first thing I noticed,
Ethan was never dramatic, he just looked up from his plate as if he had been thinking about someth
