Ethan's POV
I woke up to the sun streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my new master bedroom. For a moment, I forgot where I was, expecting to see the familiar cracks in my old apartment ceiling. Instead, I was greeted by a view that could make a postcard jealous.
"Right," I mumbled, rubbing my eyes. "This is home now."
I stumbled out of bed, my feet sinking into the plush carpet. The en suite bathroom was calling my name, and who was I to refuse?
When I stepped into the shower, I felt like I was being embraced by a warm, misty cloud. The water pressure was perfect, not the sad dribble I was used to. I could've stayed there all day but had places to be.
"Ethan, you're gonna turn into a prune," I scolded myself, reluctantly turning off the water. As much as I wanted to bask
