Chapter 6 - THE SNOWFALL
The flight back to Seattle was quiet. Ethan didn't try to touch her. He didn't try to manipulate the conversation. He sat in the seat across from her, his eyes fixed on Noah, who slept through the entire journey.
When they arrived, Ethan didn't follow her into her apartment. He went to the house next door, a modest, fenced-in property he had clearly had his agents rush to purchase.
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Over the next few weeks, Claire watched him from her window. He didn't work. He didn't have meetings. He learned how to assemble a crib. He learned how to sanitize bottles. He sat on his porch in the freezing cold, just waiting for a sign that he was allowed to come closer.
It was infuriating. It was pathetic. And, in a way Claire refused to admit, it was the only thing that could have started to mend the pieces of her heart.
