“Hand that phone over to me now.”
Ethan’s voice was sharp enough to make me flinch, but I refused to move.
“What exactly do you expect to find?” I asked. “There is nothing for you to see.”
“Then why are you hiding it?”
“I’m not hiding anything. You’re behaving like a child who can’t accept that someone else has a private life.”
His jaw tightened.
“My wife is receiving strange messages, and I’m supposed to pretend I don’t care?”
“You don’t care about the message. You care that I won’t let you control everything I do. Didn't you just agree to be a changed person?”
“Control you?” He let out a bitter laugh. “You think asking a simple question is controlling you? And yes I'm a changed person, what about you that's hiding something from me.”
“It stopped being a simple question when you
