(Clara)
I avoided Ethan the next morning.
Which immediately made me feel like a terrible person.
Not because he’d done anything wrong.
But because every time I looked at him, guilt twisted painfully inside my chest.
And that wasn’t fair.
Ethan deserved honesty.
Instead, I was standing outside the medical building pretending to read lecture notes while internally reliving every second of what happened with Callum last night.
I don’t know how to stop wanting you.
God.
Why did he have to say things like that?
Why couldn’t he just stay cold and distant and impossible to read?
That would’ve been easier.
Much easier.
“Okay.”
I nearly jumped out of my skin.
Anna stared at me suspiciously through the phone pressed against my ear.
“You sound insane.”
“I’m literally standing quietl
