Margaret’s POVEthan flung the door open with force. The handle banged against the wall. He stepped inside Caroline’s room and scanned every corner, empty bed, closed curtains, no sign of her. No shoes by the door, no purse on the chair. Nothing. Suspicion flared in his eyes, then anger. His jaw tightened. He was convinced she had slipped out again to see that fool Williams. And he wasn’t wrong.He pulled his phone from his pocket, thumb already hovering over a contact, ready to make the call that would track her down or worse.Then the bathroom door creaked open.Caroline stepped out, hair slightly damp, wearing a fresh dress. She froze when she saw him.Ethan’s gaze raked over her, checking for sweat, for dirt, for any trace she had been outside. He looked around the room once more, then fixed his eyes on her.“What are you doing here?” Caroline asked, voice steady but her pulse racing.Ethan tilted his head. “The last I checked, and I’m still right, this is my house.” His tone was
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