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Seeing Hannah in such high spirits, Dawn couldn’t help but smile too. “Alright, just make sure to call me when you go. I can help you carry things.”
“No problem!” Hannah answered right away.
That’s when a low, smooth male voice came from the stairwell. “Where are you going?”
Dawn’s smile vanished in an instant. “You … What are you doing home?”
How should she put it?
Truth was, Ethan’s mood gotplicated fast.
He had been home the whole time, watching from upstairs while Dawn and Hannah worked in the garden. He’d stood there for a long while, not sure how to step in. The two of them talking andughing together left no space for him.
So, he stayed holed up in the study, pretending to be buried in work, really just waiting for an opening.
Now, he realized they hadn’t even known he was there.
The air turned awkward until Hannah jumped in with augh. “Ethan, why didn’t you say something if you were home? We thought you went out. I was just about to call and ask if you’d be back for dinner.”
Ethan’s tongue slid across his lip, and he let out a casual “Mm.”
“Work piled up. I’ve been in the study.”
His gaze shifted to Dawn. “So, what did you say just now? Where are you two going?<b>” </b>
“The flower market,” Dawn said, feeling like there was something heavy in his look, though she couldn’t pin it down. To be polite, she added, “If you’re free, you coulde with us. Do you want to?”
Ethan nodded. “I’m free.”
Dawn felt a little speechless.
She hadn’t even said when.
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Hannah’s eyes curved with a knowing smile. She nudged Dawn and teased, “You two figure it out. Set a time. I’ll get dinner started.”
Before Dawn could reply, Hannah had already hurried back inside.
She left Dawn and Ethan alone.
Dawn was in the entryway
Ethan was on the stairs.
…
She rubbed at her neck, uneasy. “Why don’t youe down?” He was standing so high up that she had to crane her neck just to talk to him. It was exhausting.
Something flickered in Ethan’s eyes. He stepped down, a quiet smile tugging at him.
When they both sat in the living room, Dawn felt everything off bnce.
She bit her lip. If he liked someone else, wasn’t being around him supposed to feel easier? Why was she so rattled instead?
“Dawn.”
“-Here!”
Both of them froze as soon as the words left her mouth.
Then, they broke into small, awkward smiles.
Dawn’s cheeks flushed under the warm light, and she muttered, “Why call me out like that? You could’ve just told me when you’re free.”
Ethan leaned back on the couch, looking effortlessly at ease. Long fingers toyed with his phone, spinning it idly in his palm.
His eyes, though, stayed fixed on her, steady and full of something unspoken.
After a long pause, he let out a sigh.
Then, he stood up.
Dawn jumped, her hand flying up in front of her chest. “What are you doing?”
Ethan almostughed. He caught her hand, lowered it, and didn’t let go. His voice was calm, almost patient. “Nothing. I just want to talk.”
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“Talk… talk about what?”
“About you.”
“Me?”
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“Mm.” His voice was low and smooth,ced with that mix ofziness and unshakable confidence only he had. “And about me. I think we’ve got a misunderstanding between us.”
Dawn’sshes flickered. She lowered her gaze. “There’s no misunderstanding …”
“There is.”
about
His voice was steady, soothing–like warm water seeping straight into her heart. “When I said yesterday that love was weighing on me, it wasn’t about pain. I was thinking about us how to make what we have different. I was thinking about you.”
…
Dawn’s head snapped up, her eyes crashing into his dark ones–then just as quickly she ducked
away.
“I … I didn’t misunderstand.”
Truth was, she totally did.
It was just that saying it out loud in front of him would shred whatever pride she had left.
Ethan didn’t press her. Instead, his tone softened into something almost serious. “I wanted to exin, because I don’t want a single word of mine to make you unhappy. Do you get that?”
Maybe she got it.
Maybe she didn’t.
Her head spun like she was tipsy, thoughts blurring.
But one thing stood out clearly: Ethan might have married her under family pressure, but he was actually thinking about how to make it work. About how to grow feelings, about building a real life together.
Her heart pounded like it would break free of her chest.
“I …”
She licked her lips, whispered, “I get it.”