Chapter 13: Shattered Bonds
(Samantha's POV)
I brushed past Ethan, ignoring his questioning gaze as I entered Blackwood Manor. His scent—that familiar blend of forest and spice—filled the air, but instead of comfort, it now brought only bitterness.
I set down the Moonlight Espresso cup on the entryway table and hung up my coat, aware of Ethan's eyes tracking my every movement. The handkerchief with Hector's sandalwood scent was still clutched in my hand, and I deliberately placed it beside the coffee cup.
Walking to the kitchen, I poured myself a glass of water, listening to Ethan's footsteps following behind me. The tension between us was palpable, heavy enough to make breathing difficult.
"Sam, tonight I..." Ethan began, his tone softer now, trying to sound reasonable after his
