Chloe’s POV

I woke up a little bit late this morning. Tired, morning sickness as always.

Florence had a way of making the world feel gentle. The air always tasted like quiet mornings and slow That morning was no different, sunlight spilled into the house like warm gold, and I had just finished breakfast, thinking of stepping outside for fresh air.

My mind was heavy, though. Heavy with Tyler’s words. Heavy with doubt. Heavy with the way Ethan’s voice from the other days call, ...