Chapter 95

• Ethan’s POV
• I stepped out of the boutique, the weight of the shopping bags in my hand feeling insignificant compared to the heaviness in my chest. It had been months since I last saw Sophie, but for the first time, I had finally been able to look her in the eyes, even if it was only as a customer in her store.
• Beside me, Alex walked in silence, his small hands shoved into his pockets. I knew that look—his way of bottling things up, pretending he wasn’t bothered. But I could feel it, the emotions bubbling underneath the surface.