My phone started ringing almost immediately.
When I picked it up, I saw it was Ethan calling.
I rejected the call several times, but he kept calling back stubbornly, refusing to give up.
In the end, I still answered.
The moment the line connected, his anxious voice came through.
"Ellie, where are you? Don't listen to what my mom said. Those are her opinions, not mine."
My throat tightened painfully.
After a long silence, I finally forced myself to speak.
"We should still break up. It'll be better for both of us."
He kept telling me how much he loved me over the phone.
But the problem was... I loved him too.
After hanging up, I forced myself to continue life as usual, going to work every day while pretending nothing had changed.
A few days later, he stopped me on my way to work.
