Elena
Elena walked over and opened the door slowly.
Ethan stood there in the hallway, his jaw tight, his eyes harder than she’d ever seen them.
“How did you know where Harper lives?”
“Does it matter?” His voice was clipped, cold. “We need to talk.”
“Harper’s sleeping. Can we do this outside?”
“We are outside.” He crossed his arms, his shoulders tense. “You blew off my family. Again. Do you have any idea how that made me look?”
“I’m sorry. I forgot about dinner and then Harper called and…”
“You forgot.” His laugh came out harsh, bitter. “You forgot about meeting my parents. About the dinner my mother spent all day preparing. You just forgot.”
Elena’s stomach twisted. “I had a lot on my mind and…”
“What’s going on with you?” He stepped closer to the doorway and Elena’s grip tighten
