Chapter 152

Ethan

I stand on the other side of the door.

On the outside.

And I listen to her cry.

I listen to what I’ve done.

And when the weight inside my chest makes it too hard to stand, I sit.

I sit on Tilda’s step. And I close my eyes. And I force myself to listen as everything between us breaks.

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