Camille spent the entire weekend trying to ignore John’s messages.
She told herself it didn’t matter.
The past was the past.
Whatever explanation John had could never change what happened five years ago.
At least, that was what she wanted to believe.
Monday morning arrived, and Camille forced herself to focus on work.
She was reviewing a financial report when her phone buzzed.
This time, a smile appeared on her face.
Ethan ❤️
Unlike John’s messages, Ethan’s name brought her comfort.
For the past two years, Ethan Reyes had been a constant source of happiness in her life.
He was kind, patient, and understanding.
Most importantly, he loved her.
The relationship hadn’t happened overnight.
After her painful breakup with John, Camille had spent years guarding her heart.
She had sworn never to let anyone get close enough to hurt her again.
Then Ethan came along.
Slowly, he broke down the walls she had built around herself.
And before she knew it, she had fallen in love.
Ethan: Lunch later? My treat.
A smile tugged at her lips.
Camille: Only if you’re buying dessert too.
Ethan: Anything for my future wife.
Camille laughed softly.
Her cheeks warmed.
She had never imagined she could love again after John.
Yet here she was.
Happy.
Or at least she thought she was.
That evening, she met Ethan at their favorite restaurant.
As always, he greeted her with a kiss on the forehead.
“Long day?” he asked.
“The longest.”
Ethan gently squeezed her hand.
“Hang in there.”
Camille looked at him and felt a familiar warmth.
This was the man who stayed.
The man who chose her every day.
The man who never made her question where she stood.
So why couldn’t she stop thinking about John?
The thought made her feel guilty.
Very guilty.
Ethan was talking about their upcoming vacation when her phone vibrated.
Her heart sank.
She already knew who it was.
John.
Without opening the message, she locked the screen.
Unfortunately, Ethan noticed.
“You okay?”
Camille forced a smile.
“Yeah.”
But she wasn’t.
Because for the first time in years, she felt confused.
She loved Ethan.
There was no doubt about that.
Yet John’s sudden return had stirred emotions she thought had died long ago.
Memories.
Questions.
And feelings she wasn’t ready to face.
Later that night, after Ethan dropped her off at home, Camille finally opened John’s message.
Her breath caught.
John: I know you probably hate me, but please let me explain. I owe you the truth.
Camille stared at the screen.
Then another message appeared.
John: I never stopped looking for you.
Her chest tightened.
Immediately, she thought of Ethan.
The man waiting for her.
The man who loved her.
The man she planned to spend her future with.
Yet somehow, John’s words still affected her.
And that terrified her.
Because Camille suddenly realized that her heart wasn’t as healed as she thought.
And the truth John wanted to tell her might change everything.