Sawyer
She is not fit for you, Ethan.
The words linger in the air, impossible to ignore.
“I'm not the right person for you, Ethan. She's right, you know. She's absolutely right,” I admit, my voice faltering. I try to continue explaining my point of view, but I struggle to articulate my thoughts. The tears I try to fight back find their way down my cheeks.
Ethan pulls me into a comforting hug, and I bury my face in his chest.
“Sawyer, please don't let the whining of a spoiled brat get to you. You're perfect for me.”
I pull away from his hug and meet his gaze. “C’mon on Ethan, please let’s be honest. She is perfect for you, and I'm just 'plain me'. She belongs to your world, I don't.”
“Don’t, Sawyer.” he scolds me gently.
“You have a reputation to uphold. People will gossip about t
