As we sped through the city streets, I finally relaxed. The day's events washed over me – the accusation, the confrontation, the dismissal. It felt surreal, like something out of a movie.
"You handled yourself well today," Ethan's deep voice broke through my reverie.
I turned to look at him, studying his profile as he navigated through traffic. "Thank you," I said softly. "For everything. I don't know what I would have done without you being there."
Ethan's lips quirked in a small smile. "You would have handled it, Natalia. You're stronger than you give yourself credit for."
His words warmed me, chasing away the last of the day's chill. We rode in comfortable silence, the city lights blurring past our windows.
"Why did you do it?" I asked suddenly, unable to contain my cur
