Ethan's POV"Hello Ethan, long time no see," he says, amusement threading through his voice like a blade wrapped in silk. An excited smile spreads across his face. Meanwhile, seeing my worst nightmare standing in front of me, alive and breathing, makes my knees buckle. The floor tilts. I slip and land back on the couch before I even register falling.Horror spreads through me. My blood drains somewhere I can't reach, and my eyes go wide, red-rimmed, burning. My heart stutters to a stop for one long, suspended second when I see the corner of his lips curl upward an evil smirk dressed up as a smile. His shoes click against the floor, louder with every step he takes toward me. My fingers clutch at the sofa's velvet, nails digging in until the fabric bunches beneath them. He looks like a devil walking calmly through hell he built himself."What?" he asks, feigning innocence, stopping two steps away. "Are you not happy seeing me?" His voice cracks with faked hurt, and the sound sends a
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