I had convinced myself that ignoring Ethan was the right decision a way to protect myself from the vulnerability of attachment. But today, everything changed with a single message from Favour. It started during lunch, when Favour and Gift gathered around me with mischievous grins.
“You won’t believe what I saw this morning,” Favour said, waving her phone in my direction.
Favour’s eyes sparkled as she swiped through her messages. “Ethan was with some girl, apparently. It was on i********:. You should see his smile when he was laughing with her. It was like you weren’t there at all.”
Gift nudged me playfully. “Spill the tea, Ava. Who’s the lucky girl that got Ethan’s attention?”
My stomach churned, and I quickly looked away. “It’s nothing. He’s just friendly with everyone.”
Gift leaned
