Right there in front of Ava, Ethan pulled Yara away to a secluded corner.
His eyes were heavy, his voice carrying a faint tremor. "Yara, what's going on? One moment we were home, and now we're here — just like that. And our marriage — why has it disappeared?"
The words came out in a rush, as if he was desperate to get them out before she could escape.
Yara stood with her arms folded, and something quietly satisfying spread through her chest.
Ethan had always thought he could use their marriage to keep her tethered. It hadn't occurred to him that his own past self was the one who had unraveled everything.
A flicker of something wistful moved through her eyes as she thought of the twenty-year-old Ethan.
He had loved her then. Really loved her.
But the man standing in front of her was
