The faint scent of tobacco clinging to Ethan drifted into Claire's nose.
She stared at him in panic, her elbow braced against his shoulder, biting her lip without saying a word.
"Are you still getting a divorce?"
Ethan's breath lingered around her.
Her heart suddenly pounded wildly.
That was what it was like to love someone.
You couldn't stand their tenderness, yet you couldn't stand their indifference either.
And you certainly couldn't withstand the deadly rush of a heartbeat when they were this close.
Claire drew a slow, heavy breath. Her mind was still clear.
"Yes. I am."
The corner of Ethan's lips curved, his eyes frosting over with icy coldness.
"You really won't learn until you've been burned."
His voice was low and cutting.
"Remember this. Until the divorce is final, yo
