Ethan somehow found out where I was living now and spent the entire night standing downstairs, hoping I would change my mind. Countless delivery orders arrived at my door.
The most ironic thing was that all these years, I had told him I liked roses, but he had never once given me a single one. Yet, after just a week apart, I received so many bouquets. It wasn't that he hadn't loved me; he simply didn't think it was worth putting effort into our relationship.
When I went downstairs to take out the trash, he suddenly appeared in front of me. He had lost a lot of weight, his beard unshaven, and he looked completely disheveled.
He tried to step forward and grab my hand, but then he awkwardly took a step back. "Kayla, I've figured it out. What I had with Lila was just the regret of something
