Katelyn’s POV

One evening, Ethan and I went back to his house together. The day had been long, and I felt tired but also strangely at peace.

When we stepped inside, I immediately noticed that Ethan had dimmed the lights and set the dining table for two.

There were candles in the middle of the table. Their small flames flickered, making the whole living room feel warm and safe.

There were no hidden feelings or tension in the air, everything was calm and comfortable. The smell of food ...