Ethan's POV
"Why didn't you tell me about Arizona?" Her words asked softly. I couldn't look at her. Well, not for longer than what I already have. I know that if I look at her, I will allow myself to fall apart. I can't allow myself to fall apart.
"I didn't say anything because it's not a big deal. It's just some stupid trip that my parents want to try and make. It's not important," I said, clearly dancing around the real question.
"But...you're going?" She asks.
"No! I mean...well...fuck," I huffed in aggravation. "I don't know," I admitted. I don't want to go. The idea of being on a week-long trip with my father makes my blood boil. My mom wants to try and make this s**t work for some reason, despite knowing the fate that this trip would bring.
"Oh," she said softly. I forced m
