Katelyn’s POV

Rachel texted me, saying she had something urgent to tell me. As I walked towards the café where we were supposed to meet, my mind drifted back to Ethan. Specifically, to that kiss.

The way he had grabbed me, like he couldn’t control himself. I shook my head, trying to shake off the memory. I didn’t need to think about that.

But before I could fully clear my head, a sudden noise snapped me out of my thoughts.

CRASH!

A flower pot fell from the balcony above, crashing right ...