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Ethan

The moment I stepped into my building, I kept my head down, moving quickly. I passed Riley’s apartment without so much as a glance at his door, even though I knew he was there—I had seen his car in the parking lot.

I didn’t stop. Didn’t hesitate.

I just unlocked my door, stepped inside, and slammed it shut behind me. The lock clicked into place, but it didn’t make me feel any safer.

My chest was tight, my hands still trembling from the encounter with Liam. The words he had thrown at me kept looping in my head, taunting me, tearing into the wounds that hadn’t even fully healed yet.

Lame in bed. Useless. Pathetic.

I sucked in a shaky breath, willing myself to shake it off, but it wasn’t just Liam. It was Riley too.

First, he had been acting like my mere presence annoyed him. And now, Liam pulling this bullshit?

Fuck. All. Of. This.

I threw my keys onto the counter and went straight to my room, kicking my shoes off before collapsing onto my bed. My face hit the pillow, and befor