Ethan POV

The phone felt too light in my hand. Like it could slip out and break and this would all be some mistake I could rewind.

“Emma?” I said again, before the ringing even stopped. My voice came out rough. Dry. Like I’d been screaming already.

Nothing.

Then Adrian breathed.

Not a normal breath. Not a hello. It sounded like grief clearing its throat.

“Ethan…” he said.

My fingers curled around the phone. My heart did that stupid hopeful jump anyway. “Is she with you?” I ...