Amelia walked quickly through the hotel lobby.
Her chest felt tight.
Not because of Sophia.
Not even because of Ethan.
Because she was tired.
Tired of standing inside unfinished emotions that didn’t belong to her.
The marble floors reflected the expensive lights above, but none of it registered in her mind.
All she could hear was Sophia’s voice.
“He never gave up.”
And worse
The truth was obvious.
Ethan had loved Sophia deeply once.
Enough to wait.
Enough to suffer.
Enough to still feel responsible after she left.
Amelia pressed the elevator button repeatedly.
Her stomach twisted slightly.
Stress.
Too much stress.
The elevator doors finally opened.
She stepped inside quickly.
And just before the doors closed
A hand stopped them.
Ethan entered.
Silence filled the sma
