Ethan stood outside the door.
In the month since I'd last seen him, Ethan had lost a lot of weight.
There were no flowers in his hands and no gifts. He was only clutching the ring box that had once held the diamond ring.
My father blocked the doorway.
"You're not welcome here."
"Mr. Collins, I just want to say a few things."
"You said more than enough on Harvest Moon Festival night."
Ethan's face went pale.
He clearly remembered it too.
He remembered my parents sitting at the table in the original timeline, waiting for him to decide on a wedding date.
He also remembered who he had ultimately helped out of the restaurant.
I stepped behind my father.
The moment Ethan saw me, his eyes reddened.
"Maya, I haven't forgotten. Everyone says we were never together, but I remember those
