Chapter Twelve
Wiping down the table, I finished cleaning up my section before looking over at Ethan and Eva talking. Her lavender box braids were pulled up into a bun. She looked like she had a rough day before work. Ethan dragged a hand through his hair. He glanced down before looking up at her, and I watched her back straighten.
I didn’t know what was going on between the two of them, but I was curious to find out. Grabbing my rag and the spray bottle, I moved to the counter. Wiping it down as I listened to them.
“You should go and talk to Emily.”
“I did. She and CJ are doing fine.” Ethan sighed out. His voice sounded tired and somewhat sad.
“She may be fine, but you don’t seem to be.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Ethan turned away from Eva, ending the discussion.
