123: What’s Left Unsaid
ELLIE
“What do you want me to say? That I’m angry at her? I thought that
was obvious,” he continued, following me back into the room.
“Yeah, but you know it’s not just that.” I began to undress.
“You know I can’t just erase my past, no matter how much I want to.”
“That’s not what I’m asking.”
“Then what? Do you think this changes how I feel about you? Do you
think I’ve been lying this whole time?”
“No. But you know it affects us. You can’t talk about it. All you ever
say is ‘I’m fine,‘ but I know that’s not true. And the way you acted
tonight just proves it.”
“What did you want me to do? I was just trying to spare you from
having to go through that.”
“By acting like I wasn’t even there? Of course.” I huffed. “You know
what? I’m too tired for this, so good night.” I moved toward the bed
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and climbed in.
“Ellie-”
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“Good night, Ethan,” I cut him off, slipping under the sheets.
I stayed awake for the next few minutes, listening to him in the bathroom and then in the room as he changed before finally joining
me in bed.
“You know I love you, right?” he whispered after settling behind me, gently tucking some strands of my hair behind my ear.
It was almost impossible to stay mad at him after that, but I remained silent and simply closed my eyes, surrendering to sleep.
I sat at the hotel restaurant’s bar, waiting for the girls for breakfast
we’d planned.
I was hopeful they might give me some advice, especially since they had definitely witnessed the whole scene last night.
My head was still heavy, despite my efforts to sort through my
thoughts.
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But this time, it wemed I was at Erbon’s mercy and his willingness to
open up to me to solve this problem
Which meant this situation could drag on for a long, long time, judging by how he had behaved so far in our relationship,
1 was stuck. Now, all the happiness I’d felt before seemed uncertain
Shit. What’s wrong with me? We’re engaged–I should be happy. But I’m not. I can’t be, not when she still seems to affect him this much.
Even though I had no doubts about his feelings for me, it didn’t feel
right. I couldn’t just ignore it.
I really wish I could. Yes. God knows how much I wish I had just ignored all of this when I woke up earlier with his legs tangled in
mine and his arms wrapped around me.
All I wanted was to give in to the feel of his warm, firm body–and his
erection pressed against my ass.
“Looks like not all women take hours to get ready. I wasn’t that lucky, though…” a male voice said suddenly, snapping me out of my
thoughts.
I turned my head to face the dark–haired stranger with a friendly
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smile sitting beside me. I had no idea how long he’d been there or if
he was there when I arrived.
“If my fiancée got ready as quickly as you, my life would be so much easier,” he went on, probably noticing the confusion on my face.
“I can assure you she’ll definitely look better than I do,” I forced a
smile, catching on.
“No. You look great, and more importantly, you’re not late. Whoever
you’re waiting for is a lucky guy.”
“Actually, that lucky guy is probably still in bed since I kind of ran away from him.” I winked.
“Sounds like your reason for being here so early isn’t as noble as I thought,” he teased.
“Oh no, it’s very noble, actually–and I’m sure you, more than anyone, will understand.” I lifted my hand, showing him the ring on my
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