Emma POV

The house was too quiet after they dragged Ethan away.

That silence… it pressed on my chest, squeezing air out of me. I stood in the same spot where his fingers had slipped from mine. Cold floor under my bare feet. Cold air everywhere. Cold everything.

I couldn’t stop shaking.

This was my fault.

All of it.

If I never met Daniel… if I never met Lucas… if I never—

“Emma.”

Adrian’s voice came soft, careful, like I might shatter if he breathed too hard. He crouched in ...