Chapter 217

Serena's POV I made my way to the studio with a mix of anticipation and dread churning in my stomach. The questions about my past refused to leave me alone, and Ethan Quinn seemed to hold some of those answers. "Ethan, do you have a moment? I'd love to meet at the studio to discuss the London collaboration. There's so much I want to chat about," I said into my phone, trying to keep my voice steady despite my racing heart. There was a brief pause on the other end before Ethan quickly agreed. "Serena, you're out of the hospital already? How are you feeling?" I forced a light laugh. "I'm much better now. Do you have time to meet?" "Of course. See you shortly." Twenty minutes later, Ethan walked into my office, his eyes immediately scanning me from head to toe with unusual intensity. "Your color looks much better than when you were hospitalized," he remarked, studying my face. I smiled politely. "Thank you for your concern, Ethan." Instead of jumping straight to my questions, I started dis