Reuben’s POV
I leaned back against the seat of the car, my arms crossed as I kept my eyes on the house. My patience was wearing thin.
It had been more than an hour since Ethan had stepped inside Emily’s house, and he still hadn’t come out.
I knew what he was doing there. The thought made my blood boil. My jaw tightened as I clenched my fists, trying to keep my anger in check.
The tension in my body didn’t ease as I sat in the back of the car, my gaze fixed firmly on the house. The anger that churned inside me was growing unbearable. Ethan was inside, with Emily, and it sickened me. I should’ve known he'd make a beeline for her, the predictable i***t.
Time dragged on, and the minutes seemed to stretch into eternity. The house was quiet, too quiet for my liking. There were no signs of
