EMMA POV

The house was quiet when I got back from the hospital. The silence felt heavy, like it was sitting on my chest. My body still hurt from crying earlier, and my head felt full of noise, even if the room was empty.

I walked to the couch and slowly sat down. My fingers curled around my shirt. Ethan… what kind of person are you really? He confused me more every day. He helped Sophy. He paid her bills. But then he acted so cold, like feelings did not exist.

My chest rose and fell with a ...