Leo
Ethan stormed into Leo's office.
“Where is she?” he yelled. “Where's Tessa?”
Leo stood and approached his friend. The conversation would not be easy. But it had to happen. Ethan deserved to know the truth.
“Ethan, sit down,” Leo said, trying to draw his friend over to the seat by the desk.
Ethan shrugged him off. “I'm not sitting down. You're taking me to Tessa. Right now.”
“Ethan, I can't. We have to talk,” Leo said.
“No, you have to tell me what you've done to my mate. To the mother of my child!”
Leo winced and looked away. Telling him was going to hurt. So, so much.
“Ethan, I'm sorry,” Leo whispered.
“What? Why are you sorry?” Ethan paled. “She's not... you're not telling me she's dead. She is not dead.”
“No. No, Tessa's alive,” Leo said.
Ethan's shoulders slumped. “Ju
