A flicker caught the corner of my eye from outside the window, and I walked onto the balcony. A gasp left my lips as my gaze fell on the beautifully set candlelit dinner table with soft music playing in the background. A dull ache spread in my chest as I saw the box of doughnuts on the table from my favorite restaurant. How come I never noticed this?
Then it hit me. Ethan had set this up, but I wouldn't let my own differences see reason with him. I had always treated him with suspicion and like an opponent.
"Ethan!" I couldn't stop myself as I ran out of our part of the house, searching for him as I ran down the wooden staircase.
"Etha—" I halted in my steps as I saw Vanessa in front of him with a shy look on her face.
"How about I prepare something for you? You look so stressed."
"My
