Alex’s POV
Seeing Ethan today… it did something to me. Something I thought I had buried long ago.
He hadn’t changed much—still tall, broad-shouldered, effortlessly handsome with those piercing eyes that always seemed to see right through me. One polite smile, one quiet “good morning” from him, and it was like my heart forgot how to beat properly.
I had always been in love with him.
God, I tried not to be. I fought it with every fiber of my being. But feelings don’t listen to reason—especially not when they’ve taken root so deep, they’ve become part of who you are.
But Ethan was straight. Is straight. His marriage to Elena, my best friend, was the nail in the coffin—if there was ever a coffin big enough to hold a heart this conflicted.
Yes, I’m gay.
And no one knows.
Not Elena, even
