LOGINBella’s POVThe problem with seeing Ethan again was that it made remembering him impossible to avoid.For months, I had worked so hard to build a life that did not revolve around him anymore. I had forced myself to stop checking my phone every five minutes. I had forced myself to stop looking for him in crowded places. I had forced myself to stop wondering what he was doing or whether he missed me.It had not been easy.Some days had been horrible.Some nights had been even worse.But eventually the memories had stopped feeling sharp enough to cut me open every time they appeared.Then Ethan showed up again.And suddenly it felt like I was back at the beginning.I was standing in my apartment kitchen the next morning, staring at a piece of toast that had already gone cold, when my phone buzzed beside me.I glanced down and saw Maya’s name.Maya: You looked emotional yesterday.I immediately rolled my eyes.Maya: That’s suspicious.Maya: Very suspicious.Maya: Suspiciously suspicious.
Bella’s POVThe moment I walked back into the bookstore, my heart was beating so hard that I was convinced everyone around me could hear it.I immediately headed toward the nearest shelf and pretended to organize books, even though the books were already perfectly organized.Because what else was I supposed to do?I had just willingly walked outside and spoken to Ethan.Not because he forced me.Not because he chased me.Not because he cornered me.I had gone to him.The realization made my stomach twist.“Okay.”I nearly dropped the book in my hands.Maya appeared beside me like some kind of detective who could smell emotional problems from a mile away.“What?”She narrowed her eyes.“What was that?”I blinked.“What was what?”“That.”She pointed dramatically toward the front window.“The staring.”My face immediately grew warm.“Oh my God.”Maya gasped.“Oh my God.”“No.”“IT WAS HIM.”Several customers glanced toward us.I immediately grabbed her arm.“Lower your voice.”Her eyes
Ethan’s POVA week passed.Seven long days.Seven painfully quiet days.And somehow every single day felt longer than the one before it.I kept my promise.No calls.No texts.No surprise visits.No showing up outside her apartment.Nothing.I gave Bella exactly what she asked for.Space.The problem was that space felt a lot like torture.I was sitting in my office staring at paperwork that I hadn’t actually read in nearly twenty minutes when Derek finally snapped.“Ethan.”I blinked.“What?”“You’ve been staring at the same page for half an hour.”I looked down.Sure enough, the document sitting in front of me hadn’t moved.I sighed.“Maybe it’s a really interesting page.”Derek looked completely unimpressed.“Maybe you’re a terrible liar.”Fair.I leaned back in my chair and rubbed my eyes.Sleep still wasn’t coming easily.Neither was peace.Most nights ended the same way.I would lie awake.Think about Bella.Think about our child.Think about everything I should have done differ
Bella’s POVThree days passed.Three long, frustrating, confusing days.And Ethan kept his promise.No calls.No surprise visits.No flowers.No letters.No attempts to find me.Nothing.The silence should have made me happy.That was what I wanted, wasn’t it?Space.Distance.Freedom.That was what I had asked for.So why did it feel so strange?I stood behind the counter at the bookstore where I worked part-time and stared at the same page in a novel for almost five minutes without actually reading a single word.My mind simply refused to cooperate.Because every time I thought I was finally focusing on something else, Ethan somehow found his way back into my head.It was annoying.Beyond annoying.It was unfair.A customer approached the counter.I immediately forced a smile onto my face.“Did you find everything okay?”The older woman smiled warmly.“I did, sweetheart.”I rang up her books while she chatted happily about mystery novels.Normally I would’ve enjoyed the conversation
Ethan’s POVI did not sleep.Not really.I spent most of the night sitting in the nursery with Bella’s old note in my hands while memories I had spent months trying to outrun caught up to me one by one.By the time morning arrived, I felt exhausted.The kind of exhausted that had nothing to do with sleep.The kind that settled deep inside your chest and refused to leave.Sunlight streamed through the windows as I walked downstairs, but it did nothing to make the house feel warmer.If anything, the daylight made everything worse.At night, I could pretend the empty rooms were just shadows.In daylight, there was nowhere to hide from the truth.Bella was gone.And this house knew it.I walked into the kitchen and automatically reached for two mugs before freezing halfway through the motion.My chest tightened.For a second, I simply stood there staring at them.One mug in each hand.One for me.One for her.A habit.A stupid habit that refused to die.Slowly, I placed the second mug bac
Bella’s POVI didn’t sleep.Not really.I spent the entire night tossing and turning in bed while memories I had spent months trying to bury clawed their way back to the surface one by one.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Ethan.Standing outside that bathroom.Looking at me like his entire world had shattered.Looking at me like he was finally understanding what he had done.And the worst part?Part of me believed him.I hated that.I hated it so much.Because believing him felt like betraying myself.It felt like betraying the girl who had cried herself to sleep every night after losing her baby.The girl who had begged for help and been ignored.The girl who had left because staying would have destroyed her.By the time sunlight finally spilled through my curtains, my head was pounding.I groaned and rolled onto my back.The ceiling stared back at me.Blank.Silent.Just like my apartment.Just like my life lately.A few months ago, that silence had been comforting.Now it just f
Bella POVThe suitcase felt heavier than it should have as I walked down the quiet stone path that led away from the house, but I knew the weight wasn’t really coming from the clothes and books packed inside it; the heaviness came from everything I was leaving behind, everything that had once been
Ethan POVThe envelope arrived in the late afternoon while I was sitting in my office at the pack house, and at the time I barely even looked up from the stack of reports spread across my desk because the entire day had already been filled with endless pack matters that demanded my attention, from
Bella POVWhen I woke up, the first thing I noticed was the smell.Hospitals always had the same strange smell, a mix of medicine, antiseptic, and something cold that made the air feel lifeless. It was the kind of smell that made you feel like nothing warm or happy could exist in a place like this.
Bella POVThe sky was gray the morning I left the hospital.It had been raining since the night before, and the drizzle still hadn’t stopped. The rain was soft and quiet, like the world itself didn’t want to make too much noise.I stood in the small cemetery behind the hospital, holding a tiny wood







