Claire's POV

The air was fresh as I got back to my apartment later that day, the details of my discussion with Ethan still on replay in my mind. His statement that "are we both stuck in the past?" kept playing again in my mind as I wrestled with keys, the burden of known truths weighed across my shoulders.

My apartment had somehow looked different, as if Ethan's return into my life had disturbed something about me. Damian's artwork gift of the isolated figure in the boat still hung on the ...