10
According to Taylor, after my faked death,
Garrett was heartbroken, publicly announcing
me as his wife.
He hadn’t even visited Lily after her surgery.
I found it amusing.
Where was all this grief before? Now he acts
all heartbroken.
My professor called, saying a man named
Garrett had come to the school looking for
- me. After finding out I was gone, he waited
outside for days.
Good thing I left when I did, or he would have
caught me.
“Don’t move!” I directed Ethan.
This started when I accidentally saw him after
his shower.
I was stunned. I only knew how to appreciate
abs before.
Now, studying art, I realized how shallow I’d
been. Muscle distribution and thickness play
an important role in aesthetics.
“Staring?”
I nodded. “Can you be my model?”
My thoughts were laid bare. To my surprise,
Ethan nodded.
He became my personal model.
“Almost done. This muscle is perfect; I need
time to sculpt it.”
“Take your time.”
After a while, I told Ethan he could move,
while I continued working on the details.
“Tell him I’m not here.” Ethan answered a call.
His usual gentle demeanor was replaced with
icy coldness
Toy Cuiness.
“Then play along.” Another sentence.
The moment he finished speaking, my work
was complete. I looked at the life–sized
sculpture and nodded in satisfaction.
“Finished?” Ethan hung up and approached
- me.
I nodded. “A gift for you.”
“For me?” Ethan was surprised.
“Yes. It’s my first life–sized sculpture, and I
think it’s really good. I wanted to give it to
you.” I knew there was another meaning to
that sentence.
But that was intentional.
Ethan was silent for a long time, then said,
“Do you still love him?”
?
Now I was silent.
Of course not! I always move on quickly.
Once I decide something isn’t worth it, I drop
it
I let go completely.
When Ethan was about to lose patience, I
finally spoke. “Where did you get the idea I
still love him?
“From spending time together here?
“From our underwater dive, when I held your
hand?
“From… when you were sick with a fever, you
stumbled over and kissed me, and I didn’t
move away?”
I asked, smiling.
“Then… do you love me?” Ethan cautiously
asked.
I stood up, looking into his eyes. “Do I need to
list more examples? You should be able to
feel whether love is there or not.”
