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Author: Grace Grandi
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-01 01:54:57

Chapter 77

Ethan’s POV

My gaze drifted back to where Cynthia had been standing outside the restaurant window.

She wasn’t there anymore.

I frowned, craning my neck to see better. When did she leave? Was she on her way back inside?

I straightened in my seat, adjusting my collar, smoothing the lapels of my jacket like a schoolboy about to give a presentation. She’d said she would be back. She’d left the divorce papers on the table. Of course she was coming back.

I waited.

Five minutes passed.

Then ten.

The restaurant hummed around me, low conversations, clinking silverware, the occasional burst of laughter, but everything felt muffled, distant. My eyes stayed locked on the entrance, willing her silhouette to appear.

I flagged down a waiter and ordered another coffee, just to have something to do with my hands. The cup arrived steaming; I never touched it. The scent of espresso turned bitter in my nose.

Fifteen minutes.

Twenty.

Maybe her phone call was taking longer than e
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