- 30.
Two days later, Ethan bought the house next door. His flashy Koenigsegg looked out of place parked in front of our small house. He waited for me every day, begging for another chance.
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Exasperated, I finally snapped. “I’m getting
married! Stop harassing me.” He bit his lip, his eyes welling up. He crouched down, burying his face in his hands. “Olivia, I know I messed up. Please, just one more chance. I’m begging you.” “You don’t love Alex. Why are you marrying
him?” “Please, Olivia, don’t be so cruel…” I watched him sob, feeling nothing. Cruel? I could be crueler. I leaned down. “I’m sorry, Ethan. Your presence makes Alex uncomfortable. Let’s not contact each other anymore.” His words, returned verbatim.
- 31.
