It had been days since Ethan sent the message and still there was no reply. He had read it over and over again, trying to see if there was a tone he had missed, but the message was simple and clear. "We need to talk. Not about the kids—about us." But still, Hannah didn’t respond, and that silence was starting to feel like a wall between them.He told himself to let it go, to give her space, and so buried himself in work, trying to drown the ache. But even in the middle of back-to-back meetings and corporate fires, her name stayed in his mind like a quiet echo.But then came the school play. It was a Thursday evening, and Ethan almost didn’t show. He had gotten the memo, but did not know if Hannah really wanted him there. In addition, he had been drained by work the entire week, and he hated these public events—the fake smiles, the judging eyes, the press hoping to catch a soundbite or a scandal. But it was for the kids, and that mattered more than anything.That day, he wore a simple
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