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Dawn wanted to speak, but the words stayed lodged in her throat. Atst, she pulled out her phone and ordered a driver.
Clubs like this always had drivers waiting nearby, and one person epted her request almost right away.
The car showed up less than five minutester.
They slid into the back seat, and silence wrapped around them.
The man beside her leaned with his eyes closed, but Dawn knew with certainty he was not asleep.
She did not stay quiet because shecked the will to talk. She stayed quiet because she did not know where to start.
The weight on her shoulders felt heavy, and dragging it back into the light felt wrong. With Ethan and Jonathan tied together in so many ways, the wrong words could sound like poison.
Yet silence was dangerous too.
After what had happened between her and Jonathan, silence would only make it seem like she was hiding something.
While Dawn battled herself, Ethan shifted. She had not noticed when he sat up, but now he was watching her, his hand resting under his chin, his eyes glinting with interest.
When she turned, her gaze met his dark stare, half amused and half unreadable.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
His voice held a slow, teasing edge. “It is rare to see you this tied up in knots, Ms. Porter. You usually cut straight through everything without a second thought.”
Dawn’sshes flickered. “You’re not angry?”
“Why would I be angry?”
She hesitated, her voice dropping softer.
“I thought you might take it the wrong way.”
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Ethan leaned back, the lines of his throat shifting as he tilted his head, every movement slow and careless yet charged with heat.
“There is nothing for me to take the wrong way,” he said. “You already have me. You would never look at him like that.”
Dawn fell silent.
That arrogance was almost too much.
But the stone in her chest eased. Her worry had been that Ethan might think she and Jonathan had something hidden, especially since Jonathan left the country right after what happened back then.
Her fingers dug at her nails as she thought it over for a long while. Atst, she spoke quietly.
“It is not that big of a deal.
“You know Jonathan got sick in high school, don’t you?”
Ethan should have known. He had been one of Jonathan’s closest friends. But the look in his eyes and her next words shook him. <fn326f> Discover more novels at find?novel</fn326f>
He asked, “What kind of sickness<b>?</b>”
Her lips parted, but no sound left her mouth.
If they had never known about it, then saying it now would betray Jonathan’s secret.
So she kept her words vague. “I only know it was bad sometimes. He lost control. He could even hurt people.”
Ethan’s brows drew tight. “He hurt you, didn’t he?”
“Not exactly.”
Dawn lowered her gaze. The memory was sharp enough to cut, and even speaking of it made her tongue heavy. After a pause, she said, “One time Mom asked me to bring something to you at school. I ran into him, and he pulled me into the boys‘ bathroom.”
Dawn was 13 back then. Jonathan and Ethan were already 17, close to 18.
Her mother was rushing to the office for a meeting, so she handed Dawn the documents Ethan needed and reminded her, “Dawn, these papers are very important. Give them to Ethan yourself. Do not lose them.”
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It was only meant as a reminder so her daughter would not get distracted, but to Dawn it sounded like an order as heavy as a sworn duty.
She caught a cab to Ethan’s school and tracked down his ssroom.
The seniors inside were restless, their eyes sparking with curiosity at the younger girl in her freshman uniform.
They whispered to each other, until one finally spoke. “Hey, who are you here for?”
“I’m looking for Ethan,” Dawn said, ignoring their stares as she scanned the room. “He’s not in?”
“Wow, she’s here for our star.”
The teasing rose in waves.
Dawn did not react, and their noise soon faded. One boy pointed kindly. “I think he went to the bathroom. You should check there.”
She thanked him and headed off.
The school was notrge, but it was the best in the east side of Trifton.
As she walked, she muttered under her breath, her voice sharp with envy. “Looks and brains. Why does he get both? How is anyone else supposed to measure up?”
Ethan’s poprity was well known. Every day, his desk was covered with letters and small gifts.
But he brushed them all aside, leaving even the teachers unsure how to deal with the chaos he caused.
When Dawn reached the bathroom, she waited outside. Students passed in and out, but none of them were Ethan. She thought about peeking in, but it felt wrong. Instead, she called out, “Ethan, are you in there?”
Silence answered her.
The bell rang then, and the hallway cleared in a rush of mming doors and fading steps.
The building fell quiet.
Dawn bit her lip. She decided she would just hand the papers to one of Ethan’s teachers.
She had only taken one step when arge hand covered her mouth. Before she could fight, she was dragged inside the bathroom with a strength too fast to resist.
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Her mouth was mped shut so tightly that she could not let out a single sound.
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