When Evan arrived at home late that day, Chloe was seated on the armchair in front of the glass window. She was watching Manhattan at night.

As she didn’t move when he stepped in, Evan walked toward her and he bent down to kiss her neck from behind. She gave a sad smile and her reaction didn’t go unnoticed by him.

“What’s wrong?” Evan asked while he turned around to stop in front of her.

He lifted her chin gently with two fingers. “Were you ...