Ethan's POV

My father arrived on a Thursday.

Clara had marked the flight details two days earlier, forwarded by her assistant abroad.

I didn't go to the airport.

I told myself I was busy with work.

The kind of thing a man in charge of a company should prioritize over airport arrivals.

I was in my office when I heard the car pull into the driveway.

Samantha had organized the dinner.

I went down at seven and found the table set with that kind of careful attention that conveys effort.

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