Chapter 18 Chapter Eighteen

‎ Ethan

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‎I saw her across the lobby.

‎Zara.

‎Standing near the check-in desk with Clara and Mia, laughing at something. Her hair was loose, dark curls everywhere. She wore a short skirt and a tight top. Looking like a goddamn dream.

‎She didn't see me watching, she never does.

‎I leaned against th...