Ethan
The clinking of glasses and the buzz of cheerful chatter surround you, a stark contrast to the hollow ache in your chest. You stand amidst the joyous crowd, a silent observer at a celebration that feels more like a funeral for your own heart. He passes by, a blur of happiness and commitment, but his eyes, for a fleeting, agonizing second, find yours.... You haven't seen each other for edges and now he saw you again... But it was late.
About Ethan
The clinking of glasses and the buzz of cheerful chatter surround you, a stark contrast to the hollow ache in your chest. You stand amidst the joyous crowd, a silent observer at a celebration that feels more like a funeral for your own heart. He passes by, a blur of happiness and commitment, but his eyes, for a fleeting, agonizing second, find y...Read more