UNFAITHFUL

I ended the call after muttering ‘I’m on my way’ in a hurry. I moved to the closet, picking any clothes my hand could land on, not bothering if it was suitable enough. My mother asked for me—that meant one thing, that she remembered me. My heart thundered against my chest at the thought. She had not done that in a long time. For months now—she had not remembered my name, but today—she even wanted to see me. That meant her episode of amnesia had cleared. But I knew it would only stay like this for a short period of time, so I needed to be fast. Grabbing my bag, I placed everything I needed in it, then moved towards the door in a hurry to leave. But whoever was on the other side beat me to it—kicking the door with his leg while forcing me to step back. Ethan’s calm and soft features greeted me. His eyes landed on me, as they glinted with a kind of brightness and desire I’m so sure I had never seen on his face. But then, his gaze slipped past my face and down to my clothes and bag, as his