The Wife Who Stopped Waiting

Ethan was arrested in a brawl for the seventh time—once again, throwing punches on behalf of my best friend, Sofia.

By the time I got to the precinct, his face was a patchwork of bruises. He had one arm slung around Sofia's shoulders, and he was already barking orders at me before I'd even set down my bag.

"Yan, go handle the bail paperwork. Sofia's shaken up—I need to stay with her."

Sofia was curled into his chest, sobbing into his shirt. "I'm sorry. Someone was following me again. I didn't know who else to call…"