Eleanor's POV

I pat my baby gently on the back, as I pace around the room, he has been crying for some time now, so I am trying to put him to sleep.

Despite being back with Ethan, a part of me couldn't shake off the restlessness and uncertainty that clouded my mind. My heart raced inside my chest, a constant reminder of the unease that had settled within me. It was as if an invisible weight pressed down on my shoulders, making it hard to breathe.

Every interaction with Ethan was tinged with a sense of caution, his body language and the way he spoke to me left a...