I woke up the next morning feeling unsettled. The soft light filtering through the curtains did nothing to chase away the thoughts that had been haunting me all night. Lucas' words played on repeat in my mind.
"I knew, Ava. And I let you think I didn’t."
I let out a slow breath, rubbing my hands over my face. This wasn’t supposed to happen. I wasn’t supposed to feel this way. Ethan. I had Ethan now. Sweet, patient, perfect Ethan. The guy who had been nothing but good to me, the guy who saw a future with me and never made me doubt where I stood. And yet…
I shook my head, forcing myself up. I wouldn’t entertain these thoughts. It was just the past messing with me, nothing more.
By the time I had freshened up and stepped outside, most of the family was already up, lounging in the large ou
