(Matthew's Point of View)
The room was so tense that it was hard to breathe. It felt like the air was thick, like the past I had been running from had finally caught up with me and there was no way out. Rebecca stood in the doorway, looking as calm and collected as she always does. Aaron's cold gaze was fixed on me next to her, and his presence felt like a vice around my chest.
Esther stood a few feet away from me, her eyes darting between me and the two people who had once been a part of my life and whom I had hoped would stay buried in the past. But now they were here, and Esther—my Esther—had to deal with everything I had tried so hard to keep her from.
Even though she didn't say anything, I could tell she was hurt. Even though she was trying so hard to keep her emotions in check, he
