Ethan's POV
The city glittered beneath me.
Thousands of lights stretched across the horizon, turning the night into a sea of gold and silver. From the top floor of my penthouse, I could see almost everything.
For seven days, I had been living in a state somewhere between obsession and torture.
Seven days.
Seven endless days since I had walked through the mall and collided with a stranger.
A stranger who had changed everything.
I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring down at the city below.
My reflection stared back at me.
Dark hair.
Sharp features.
Tired eyes.
Very tired eyes.
I looked terrible.
I hadn't slept properly all week.
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him.
Blue eyes.
Soft features.
A surprised expression.
The scent.
God.
The scent.
Even remembering it made my chest tighten.
For one brief moment, I had felt complete.
Then he had disappeared.
Vanished into the crowd.
Leaving me behind.
At first, I had thought I could ignore it.
