Chapter 203

I stood with my back to Ethan, unable to see his expression, but I could feel it—when I spoke those words, the hand gripping my wrist trembled, and the atmosphere in the stairwell suddenly grew heavy, filled with a quiet sadness that seemed to radiate from him, slowly enveloping the space around us. At that moment, despite having no feelings left for him, I still felt a pang of sadness. I pressed my lips together and remained silent. Just as I was about to pull my wrist free, Ethan spoke again. His voice sounded even more sorrowful this time, tinged with defeat. "I'm sorry." I heard him say. I scoffed. Those words meant nothing to me now. Then he said, "Don't take any risks. You'll get what you're after." With that, he let go of my hand and walked away. Instinctively, I turned to ask him what he meant by that, but it was clear Ethan had no intention of explaining. I could only watch his broad back disappear down the hallway, heading toward the elevator. What was I even expectin