The first thing Ethan did after their morning routine was book a ride, without letting anyone know, not even Emma. He secretly tugged Violet out of the room, glancing around to make sure no one noticed them sneaking away.
Violet’s stomach twisted with excitement. It felt like the rush of a teenage secret relationship, wild and thrilling, especially now that they were on their honeymoon. She wore a soft floral dress with a woolen jacket and medium heels, thinking they were heading to a restaurant for breakfast. But when Ethan led her out of the hotel premises instead, she frowned, slightly confused.
“Where are we going?” she asked, brushing a strand of hair from her face.
He stopped in front of her and turned around, his gaze lingering on her longer than usual. For a moment, he just look
