Noya’s POVI returned to the apartment three hours later.The lock turned under my key without resistance. Inside, the lights were on. Ethan’s shoes were by the door. His jacket was thrown over the back of the couch.He had been waiting.He stood the moment I entered, phone still in his hand. The red mark on his cheek had faded, but the anger in his eyes had not.“You blocked me,” he said.“I did.”“You blocked Lily too.”“Yes.”He dragged a hand through his hair, the gesture sharp with frustration. “Do you have any idea how crazy you’re acting? You slap me, demand a divorce, empty accounts, and then disappear for half the day? People are going to think you’ve lost your mind.”I closed the door behind me and set my bag down.“Let them.”Ethan stared at me like he was trying to find the version of me he recognized. When he couldn’t, his voice hardened.“I called my lawyer.”“Good,” I said. “I called mine too.”That stopped him for half a second.“You’re actually doing this.” It wasn’t
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