Stella's POV
My head spun as I stared at Hannah's message. The words blurred together as my heart pounded against my ribs. With trembling fingers, I placed his phone back exactly where it had been, afraid he'd notice if it was even a millimeter off.
I sank back into the couch, my mind racing. Hannah and Ethan? How long had this been going on? The pieces started falling into place - all those times I'd mentioned my best friend to him, his casual nods, the way he never seemed surprised by anything I told him about her.
God, I was gushing about my amazing friend Hannah to my... what even was he to me? Boyfriend? Friend with benefits? Partner in crime?
And what was he to her? The same thing? More? Less?
My stomach twisted as I remembered all the intimate details Hannah and I had shared ov
