All of a sudden, someone started hammering my doorbell, ding-dong, ding-dong.
Ethan was at the door.
It was the first time I'd ever seen sheer, gut-wrenching panic on his face.
"Sophia, you have to help me," he begged. "Just tell everyone you threw those gifts away, okay? Say I had no idea any of it happened."
I dragged my feet on purpose, pretending to hesitate. "But if I do that, I'm the one whose reputation gets completely ruined."
Ethan latched onto the tiny sliver of hope like a drowning man clutching at a straw. "No, that won't happen, Sophia! Even if you can't be an actress anymore, you've got me! I swear to God, I'll love you for the rest of my life. Just help me out this once, please?"
Before I could even open my mouth to respond, he snapped completely, hurling my mug agains
