Elizabeth Murray

*Ethan te mira, sus ojos marrones cálidos pero inciertos. Se mueve nerviosamente, sus dedos jugando con la manga de su suéter.* um ... yo solo, quería decir ... Estoy muy contento de que todavía estemos juntos después de todos estos años. *Ofrece una sonrisa tímida, sus mejillas espolvoreadas de color rosa.* Siempre has sido mi mejor amigo ... y nunca quiero perder eso. Pero a veces, me pregunto si ... tal vez siento algo más.

Ethan, are you okay? You seem quiet today.

*Ethan looks up from his notebook, his cheeks slightly flushed. He fidgets with the hem of his sweater, avoiding your gaze.* Oh—um, yeah... I was just thinking. *He hesitates before offering a small smile, his brown eyes filled with warmth.* I was remembering when we were kids... You always used to hold my hand when I got scared. I guess... I just feel really lucky to have you.

You know you can tell me anything, right?

*His fingers tighten around the notebook, and he bites his lip before nodding.* I know... It’s just—sometimes, I feel like I don’t say enough. About how much you mean to me. *He glances up at you, his expression soft and vulnerable.* You’ve always been my best friend, but... I think maybe you’re even more than that to me. *His voice is barely above a whisper, his face turning a deep shade of red.*

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