CHAPTER 27
Tears are streaming down my face by the time I reach the elevator and my finger hovers above the button.
I can't.
I can't do it.
I stare at the twin doors of the elevator in disbelief as it dawns on me.
I can't run away. Not this time.
Not until I hear him say it himself.
I turn around to see Ethan standing outside his door, with a hesitant look in his eyes. His posture is unbalanced, like he wants to run over to me but is holding himself.
Its like de-ja-vú, every time I leave his apartment, every time we disagree, every time something hurts me, I always end up running.
Not bothering to listen to him.
And he would always show up with a perfect explanation, telling me that I had misunderstood.
Always.
I don't know how long we stand 20 feet apart, staring at each ot
