Ethan’s POV

“You can be as stubborn as you want about this, Ethan, but you are coming to that gala with me,” Ivana's voice was dismissive of everything I had to say.

“Being there with you doesn't change anything, you know that, right? Ava would still be there, and she'll have my attention more than I'd entertain the fact that you even exist,” I growled from the couch, drowning in my despair and the wine glass in my hands.

“It's quite unfortunate that you're slowly beginning to put every piece together, but don't you think it's a little too late for that?” She left her jacket and files on the...