Clara
Ethan looked down for a moment, then back at me.
"She doesn't work with me anymore."
I frowned.
"What?"
I wasn't expecting that answer.
"Why?"
"Something happened, Clara."
The way he said my name made me pay closer attention.
"When we were trying to rebuild our relationship, you were honest with me."
He shifted slightly in his seat.
"You told me what things you didn't like. What situations made you feel insecure."
He didn't take his eyes off me.
"And one of them was Vanessa."
I felt a strange sensation.
Because in my memory, Vanessa was an efficient, elegant woman… always close to Ethan.
But I couldn't remember anything beyond that.
"There were certain situations with her that made you uncomfortable," he continued. "So I decided to let her go."
I looked at him, sur
