She looked from him to me and back again. Her face drained of color.
"Why are you here?"
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Ethan took another step forward.
"Answer the question."
The man in the room shifted awkwardly.
"I think I should go," he muttered.
"No," Ethan snapped, his voice suddenly sharp. "You stay right where you are."
The man froze.
Victoria ran a hand through her hair. For a moment, she looked like someone trying to think of the right lie.
My stomach turned.
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This was exactly what she had done before.
"Ethan," she began carefully, "this isn't what it looks like."
I almost laughed out loud.
It was the same sentence people always used when they were caught.
Ethan stared at her, his eyes full of disbelief.
"Then tell me what it is."
Victoria hesitated.
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I noticed her trembling hands.
Finally, she spoke.
"He's just a friend."
Ethan blinked slowly.
