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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