Ethan’s POV

My date with Katelyn had been perfect. From the moment she stepped out of the car at that hilltop picnic spot, wearing that soft smile and her simple dress, I kept thinking that I never wanted the night to end.

I didn’t want to return to work, to meetings, or even to the reality that tomorrow was just another day.

That night, under the stars, it had been just us. Her laughter, her eyes, the way she looked at me like she was seeing me again for the first time. That memory ...