Ethan's POV
The apology video dropped like a bomb in our alumni group chat. Within minutes, my phone was exploding with notifications.
I watched Keira's video three times, my jaw clenching tighter with each replay. She looked like hell—makeup smeared, eyes red and swollen, voice trembling as she stammered out apologies to Aria.
What the f**k happened at that reunion?
"Ethan?" Clara's voice cut through my thoughts. She stood in the doorway of my office, her expression sharp. "Why is Keira posting videos about Aria? And why are half your classmates messaging me?"
I ran a hand through my hair, already feeling the headache building behind my eyes. "I don't know. Keira went to some finance department reunion tonight."
"Without you?"
"I wasn't invited." The words tasted bi
