ETHAN

I stood outside the Tower's glass doors, the cool night breeze brushing against my skin like it had something to prove.

But it did little to cut through the burning heat tightening my chest.

My jaw was clenched so tight I felt a dull ache travel up to my temple. Elora’s voice kept ringing in my head.

She didn't sound measured, soft, or polite...

She was cold without remorse.

Like I was a stranger. Like I hadn’t been part of her every day. Like we didn’t share a home, didn’t make plans, didn’t sleep side by side for months. Like we hadn’t just fucking gotten engaged.

Even though I...