Chapter 39
Julia POV My footsteps quickened as I returned to Ethan’s apartment, the bag of pastries warm in my hand. I was just reaching for my keys when a high-pitched scream echoed from inside, muffled but unmistakable. My heart lurched—panic and confusion surged through me. I fumbled with the lock, finally wrenching the door open and racing inside. The scene that greeted me in the living room was chaos. Lila, nearly naked, her dress bunched around her waist and hair wild, was yelling at Ethan, her voice shrill and desperate. Ethan stood between her and the hallway, his arms raised defensively, his face twisted in disbelief and frustration. Lila lunged at him, grabbing at his shirt, her words tumbling out in a torrent of accusation and pleading. “I know you still want me, Ethan! You called me—yo
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