Chloe’s POV

I didn’t even hear the front door open.

All I heard was Jake’s breathing, sharp, furious, and uneven, his finger still hovering dangerously close to the trigger. Tyler’s chest was rising and falling like he was seconds away from passing out. The room was suffocating with silence and tension.

Suddenly, we heard a voice, more like a command.

“Jake, STOP!”

Ethan.

Ohh! Thank goodness he’s here.

Ethan’s voice cut through the chaos like a ...