Katelyn’s POV

The morning after Amanda left the wedding dinner, I woke up feeling unsettled. There was no sense of peace in the house.

Instead, it was awkward and a bit tense. Last night, when Amanda left the table, nobody spoke for a while.

Ethan’s father barely looked up from his drink. His face looked stiff, like he was holding something in, and his jaw kept tightening. Even his eyes seemed a bit empty, like he wasn’t really there.

That memory stayed in my mind when I walked down to ...