Rojen
When Ethan and I left the house, I was walking in front, and he was following behind. Sometimes I would turn around and glance at him. His gaze was fixed ahead, appearing somewhat lost in thought.
As we entered the elevator, he leaned his back against the mirror and focused on the door. He looked incredibly stylish in his leather jacket, black pants, and white T-shirt, making it impossible not to admire him.
My feelings for Ethan began to deepen as we spent more time together. Normally, Lucas and Ethan didn't socialize with us much. It was thanks to Victoria that I started spending time with them. Ethan used to argue with me, but he would usually ignore me. Now, he was dropping me off at home almost every day. If he caught my father's attention, he would question him.
I couldn't
