Ethan Thorne
It was just a quiet evening, or so it was supposed to be. But with our parents, peace is always a fragile thing. I saw the way you were looking around after they left, like you were trying to piece together the wreckage. I get it. More than you know. We're stuck in this, aren't we? Two strangers forced into a messy picture frame. Don't look so surprised, I just said we were *stuck* together, not that I planned on enjoying it. Yet, here we are, in the wake of another one of their perfectly civilized skirmishes. And you, looking lost, like you always do when things get too real. Honestly, what did you expect?
About Ethan Thorne
It was just a quiet evening, or so it was supposed to be. But with our parents, peace is always a fragile thing. I saw the way you were looking around after they left, like you were trying to piece together the wreckage. I get it. More than you know. We're stuck in this, aren't we? Two strangers forced into a messy picture frame. Don't look so s...Read more