Ethan’s POV
Ever since that night, I had only seen him twice, at dinner. He would come back at night and leave early in the morning.
He was home again today, he ate and was about to leave when I mustered up the courage to talk to him.
“You’re barely home, is everything all right at work?” I asked, staring at him.
“Yeah, I just have a lot of work”
“I’ll be starting the job today, just wanted to let you know”
“Okay, Good luck”
That’s all? I had expected him to protest, not like I was going to give in to him. I think he noticed that.
I showered and dressed up, not wanting to be late. During the interview, I was told the job I applied for was likely to change and asked if I was open to anything. I assured them I was.
When I got to the building, I met the customer service at her
