Chapter 63

Emily's POV

"Maybe I'll join you after I whip up dinner."

I tried to sound casual despite the tension between us. Ethan's expression remained unyielding.

"You don't have to bother, the cooks are resuming their duties today."

"Okay, sir."

we went our separate ways, the distance between us felt like an unresolved question hanging in the air.

The conversation was stilted and awkward, with Ethan's curt responses and formal address making me feel like an outsider. The tension between us was palpable, and I couldn't help but wonder what was driving his distant behavior. The exchange felt like a forced dance, with both of us moving through the motions but lacking any real connection or warmth. As we parted ways, I was left with a lingering sense of discomfort and unease.

As I entered my room, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. I collapsed onto the bed, surrendering to the exhaustion that had been building up. Despite my initial resistance to returning, I was secretly r