The words had barely left Harry’s mouth before regret set in.

He was fond of Emily, yet revealing the truth might drive her back into Ethan’s arms. Keeping it to himself, though, made him feel like a detestable, petty man.

“What are you talking about?” Emily casually tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her expression puzzled.

Her soft, sweet voice tugged at Harry’s heartstrings. Irritated, he removed his glasses and lowered his tone. “Ethan... returned the ...