He Told Her My House Was Already Hers

the kitchen.

No hesitation.

No caution.

No guilt.

Only familiarity.

Then footsteps echoed from upstairs.

I knew them instantly.

Ethan.

He came downstairs smiling…

…the same smile that had convinced me for years I was the only woman in his world.

Without noticing me standing behind the cleaning cart, he crossed the room, slipped one arm around her shoulders, continue reading …