Chapter 8
When I’d tried to weigh in, he’d dismiss me as being too nosy and storm out.”
Now, suddenly, he was asking for my input.
“Do whatever you want,” I said, shrugging.”
I was too tired to get worked up about Ethan and Lily’s mess.”
“Alright.
“I’ll finish what I’m doing and come find you.”}
There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes, but he quickly plastered on a forced smile.”
I didn’t say anything and turned away.”
I was exhausted from exam prep and crashed as soon as I got home.”
I was jolted awake in the middle of the night by my phone ringing, and I answered it groggily.
“Hey, Emma, why haven’t you been picking up? I’ve called you like twenty times and sent tons of messages!“} Ethan sounded panicked.”
It was almost poetic justice.}
Now Ethan was dealing with the same kind of frustration I used to face.
Lily would pull her midnight drama routine, calling him in tears, while I was left feeling frustrated and ignored.} I’d call him, but he’d never answer.
When I’d ask why he didn’t pick up, he’d always say, “I was busy, couldn’t see your calls.”
Busy with what?}
Comforting Lily in bed?
I never bought his excuses.
He’d usually get up, call me names, and leave, leaving me alone and in tears on the couch.
I was always left wondering how I could ever be enough for him.
Now, I replied flatly, “I was asleep.“/
“Sleeping? Really?“>
