Violet’s breath hitched.
Not because of the harshness of his tone, she expected that by now.
But because of the finality in it.
It felt like a door slamming shut right in her face.
Her lips trembled as she opened them to speak but he stepped back, running a hand through his hair in frustration. His chest rose and fell sharply, he was hurting, drowning in his own assumptions and yet he wasn’t willing to see the truth even when it was right in front of him.
“Ethan.....” her voice cracked helplessly, fragile as thin glass, she again tried to whisper “I’m not lying to you. Not about this. I’m doing it-----”
He cut her off with a sharp laugh.
“Doing it for a reason? Is that your new excuse?” he asked, shaking his head coldly. “Violet, you walked out of the hotel with another man. You hi
