Ethan
I never imagined that returning to this room could hurt so much. I've been here thousands of times.
The first time as a man in love, the second as a husband, then as a fool who lost the woman he loved… Then as a man determined to win her back, and finally as someone who had a second chance.
But tonight… Tonight feels different, because Clara is here. And at the same time, she isn't.
I stand in the hallway, staring at the closed door to our room—our room.
The word catches in my throat because I don't know if I still have the right to use it.
Just a few minutes ago, I saw her mother say goodbye. I saw Clara trying to smile. I saw her fighting to keep from breaking down, and I also saw the fear in her eyes.
That fear she tries to hide, that fear that appears every time she looks
