Chapter Ten
The next morning felt… normal.
And that was the problem.
No tension pulling me awake.
No strange weight in the air.
No feeling of being watched the second I opened my eyes.
Just sunlight slipping through my curtains and the quiet hum of the house.
I stared at the ceiling for a long moment.
After everything that happened last night… after everything we said—
This shouldn’t feel normal.
But it did.
And somehow, that made it worse.
—
I found Ethan in the kitchen.
Of course I did.
Leaning against the counter, scrolling through his phone like he hadn’t just turned my entire world upside down.
Like we didn’t just agree to “figure this out.”
Like nothing had changed.
But something had.
I could feel it the second I stepped into the room.
His eyes lifted to mine almo
