Something Good

Meliza's POV

"I don't think it's appropriate to be here," I said, hesitating just inside the doorway. "My sister is staying with you. She would know…"

Before I could finish, Ethan stepped in, cutting me off—gently but firmly.

"We're adults now, Iza," he said, his voice low and calm, like he was trying to soothe away my worries. "Besides, Jesaa is your sister. She would understand."

He took a step closer, and his presence alone seemed to pull me further into the room, even though part of me still wanted to retreat.

"I want you to be here. In my house," he continued, his gaze holding mine with quiet conviction. "We've spent time at the penthouse, sure, but this is the place that feels like home. And I want you to be part of that."