Chapter 5

He hadn’t realized I wasn’t in Seattle.

More accurately—he hadn’t cared enough to check.

Because whenever he turned around, I was always right behind him.

The corner of my mouth curved. Ethan, when are you finally going to notice I’m not following you anymore?

I dragged my suitcase through Austin’s warm, humid air and started apartment hunting.

Ethan and Nina, meanwhile, were setting up their brand-new life in a Seattle apartment, picking out matching coffee mugs and his-and-hers bathroom slippers.

It took me three days to sign a lease on a nice one-bedroom. I went to the grocery store alone to stock up.