As the first light of dawn pierced through the curtains, I found myself emerging from a fragile slumber, my eyelids heavy with exhaustion and my heart weighed down by a familiar dread. Gripping my phone with trembling fingers, I dialed Ethan's number, anxiety coursing through me like electricity. To my relief, he answered.
"Don’t you think it's a bit too early for this kind of call?" he mumbled, the sound of a yawn lingering in his voice.
I closed my eyes tight, letting out a heavy sigh that seemed to carry all the weight of my worry. "I'm sorry to disturb you, but can we please meet?" I implored, the words spilling out in a rush.
He chuckled softly, a hint of amusement in his tone. "You do realize you sound incredibly vulnerable right now, don't you?"
It stung to hear him say it, but
