Rewriting My Heart's Fate (Ethan and Evelyn) novel Chapter 308

Chapter 308 

I should wish him well, hoping he found true happiness that belonged to him. 

Back in my doan room, I opened the window, letting the evening breeze fill the place with fresh air. As I gazed out at the vibrant night scene, my heart gradually began to calm. 

Everyone could make their own choice; I couldn’t let my selfishness restrict others‘ freedom. 

I went to class as usual, trying my best to maintain a facade of normalcy, but I knew deep down, my heart had changed. 

Flashes of the two of them together kept replaying in my mind, malding me feel like a clown peeking into someone else’s life–more like an unloved third party. But what did it matter to me? I had stopped out of that circle. 

with a sigh, I felt an immense weight settling on my heart. It was as if I had been sentenced to death, or had fallen into a deep abyss. When I arrived in class with my classmates, the professor introduced two familiar faces. 

It was Ethan and the young woman from last night. They looked like a perfect match standing together. 

I couldn’t help but remember how I had once flitted around him like a jester, hoping for just a glance from him. Yet, everything that had happened gradually pulled 

us apart 

These two are also joining us as exchange students; let’s have them introduce themselves,” the professor said 

Watching them at the front of the class made me feel uneasy. Maybe fate was just that coincidental, perhaps it was meant to be that we were tied together in this 

I tried to remain calm as I listened to their introductions. 

Ethan was as composed and confident as ever, while the young woman appeared shy. However, her eyes sparkled with curiosity and excitement for the unknown. They stood there together, like a pair destined to be united. 

I thought back to last night, when I had seen them walking side by side under the moonlight, bearning with joy, radiating harmony and beauty. My heart ached. “Ethan Grayson,” he introduced himself simply, reflecting the coldness I had always associated with him. In my mind, the only time I’d seen a different side of him was when he was angry–anger uniquely directed at me. 

1 knew I was the one who had driven him to that frustration, the one who made him feel uncomfortable time and again. 

The young woman beside him appeared optimistic, and I didn’t stare at her intently, I merely observed her profile. 

Maybe it was just a fleeting moment, but I found a sense of release. He deserved better and a happier lite. 

“Hello everyone, I’m Natasha Sombers. I’m excited to join you in class,” she said, her voice bright and cheerful, brimming with youthful energy. Her smile was like the spring un–warm and radiant, maling it hard not to be drawn to her 

I watched her quietly, feeling none of the previous pain or resentment, but ratherap