ETHAN'S POV

I stood by the front door, a stiff, fake smile stretched across my face as I watched Cassandra step into her Uber. She shut the door, oblivious to the anger simmering behind my polite expression. The car rolled away, and I stayed there, hands tucked into my pockets, watching the red taillights vanish down the street.

The moment she was completely out of sight, the smile disappeared. My jaw tightened, my fingers clenched, and I turned back into the house, letting the door slam shut ...