Ethan stormed down the cobbled path to Amelia's grand estate, his mind racing with a torrent of emotions. Each step felt heavier than the last, the weight of his frustration, anger, and despair pressing down on him. His heart hammered in his chest, each beat fueling the storm of rage within him. The faint drizzle turned into steady rain, soaking through his shirt, but he hardly noticed as he marched up the marble steps with determined fury.
Reaching the towering ornate door, he raised his fist and pounded against it, each blow resounding through the quiet estate. The impact jarred his arm, but he didn’t care. He needed answers. Now.
“Amelia!” he roared, his voice raw and echoing against the grand façade. “Open the damn door!”
His breath came fast and shallow, his chest heaving as
