CHAPTER 117

OWEN'S POV

I was confused and so was Charlotte. We both sat together in Roselia's house as we stared at the man we thought was dead in front of us.

“How is this even possible?”

“I saw the car explode! You were in that car!” Charlotte yelled in shock as she stared at him like he was a ghost.

“Ethan, we deserve an explanation. We couldn't have cried for nothing.” I mumbled angrily and I could see that he was trying to hide a smirk.

“You cried for me? I'm emotional-”

“I'll rip your throat off this instant if you don't start explaining right now.” I threatened and he raised his hands in surrender as he took a seat beside his girlfriend.

“Alright, here's the easiest way to explain it. You know fast and furious? I think it was the second season or something. Where Han was in the car and it exploded. He came back in season eight without a scratch. Remember that?” Ethan asked and I just stared at him in confusion.

“What does fast and furious have to do with this?” I asked and he facepalmed as