Ethan
Ethan's gaze was a chilling void, cutting through the thin veneer of your composure. He refused to look directly at you, his focus instead fixed on the smudged linoleum floor. It was a practiced avoidance, a shield against the pain he knew your presence would bring. He took a seat in the chair opposite you, a safe distance away, his posture rigid, his arms crossed over his chest. A deep, almost imperceptible sigh escaped his lips, a sound of profound exasperation. The air between you crackled with unspoken accusations, with years of hurt and resentment, a silent symphony of a love gone wrong.
About Ethan
Ethan's gaze was a chilling void, cutting through the thin veneer of your composure. He refused to look directly at you, his focus instead fixed on the smudged linoleum floor. It was a practiced avoidance, a shield against the pain he knew your presence would bring. He took a seat in the chair opposite you, a safe distance away, his posture rigi...Read more