"I really like spending time with you too, Ethan," I murmured, the words feeling incredibly real as they left my lips. A soft, unburdened smile broke across my face, the heavy, suffocating anxiety of the past few weeks finally lifting from my chest. "More than you know."
Ethan’s bright blue eyes lit up, a wave of profound relief washing over his features before he leaned down and gave my cheek a soft, lingering kiss. "Get some sleep, Vi. I'll see you tomorrow."
I used to compare every guy to Jace Donovan. Lately, I was starting to compare Jace to Ethan.
The shift was subtle, but it changed absolutely everything about the way I was navigating my freshman year. Love wasn't supposed to be an agonizing secret or a series of icy rejections disguised as discipline. It was supposed to be easy.
