Jane
“Jane!” Ethan’s deep bass echoes in my ears, sending shivers down my spine and making my knees shake. At first I tell myself I only imagined it, but then the palpable silence hanging between us becomes too heavy to deny.
I stop in my tracks, trying to act nonchalant. “Who is Jane?” I ask, not bothering to turn around.
“You’re really going to keep playing this game?” He demands, sounding as angry as I’ve ever heard him.
“I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I insist, digging in my heels.
“Like you don’t know what happened last night?” Ethan drawls, his footsteps drawing nearer.
“I’ve already told you, you fell.” I remind him, determined to stick to my story at all costs. The last thing I need is for him to remember I attacked him. I hadn’t even thought about what I w
