Third Person's POV Ethan walked into the small grocery store, the autumn sun slanting through the windows and casting a warm glow. He moved with purpose, his mind entirely focused on Zara. Even now, days after the hospital incident, he couldn’t shake the thought of her fragile figure lying there, so small and vulnerable, and he hated how powerless he had felt.He picked up fresh vegetables first, carrots, bell peppers, spinach. He debated over the tomatoes, picking up one, turning it over in his hands, then carefully selecting another. He didn’t want anything too soft, nothing that might fall apart before she could even cook it. His attention to detail was almost obsessive, but it was all for her.He moved to the protein section, choosing chicken breast, some salmon, and eggs. Each item was selected with care, and when a young boy accidentally brushed against his cart, Ethan gave a small, apologetic nod and smile. The ordinary chaos of the store didn’t matter to him, he was in
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