Ethan's POV

I opened the bottle and took a long sip, not even noticing the cap hit the floor.

The taste was sharp, but it didn't matter. My chest already ached from what I couldn't stop thinking about.

My grip on the counter tightened. It wasn't the drink-it was the thought that wouldn't leave my head.

Katelyn and Cayden. Together.

I gripped the edge of the counter until my knuckles turned white, but it didn't stop the flood of thoughts that refused to let go.

They had slept together already. ...