Ethan sat alone in his study, the dim light casting shadows over the polished wooden desk in front of him. His fingers trembled as he stared at the phone in his hand, the screen reflecting his tired, defeated expression. Days had passed since his world had crumbled. The media had painted him as a villain, his reputation destroyed, and the woman he once thought he could control—Olivia—was nowhere to be found. He couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that he had made a grave mistake.
It was only now, in the quiet aftermath, that he truly understood what he had lost. His affair with Isabella had seemed like a fleeting escape, a way to prove to himself that he could still have control, but that had been an illusion. What he had taken for granted in Olivia—her loyalty, her trust, her quiet streng
