It is with somewhat of a heavy heart that I make my way back to the kitchen. I know that what I have done might have ruined my relationship with Zoe for good this time. I wish I can say that I am in my right mind, where in fact, all I have done is gone fucking crazy. The Foster I knew before would have never done such a thing. I guess I was foolish to think that love does not change a man. Well, perhaps it has only turned me into this way.
And with this in mind, I start to consider what the right thing from here on will be. Am I going to let Zoe go, or am I keeping her here with me until she comes to her senses? But as things stand now, she will never want to come close to me again.
While I enter the kitchen is see Ethan standing there with somewhat of an amused look on his face, though he does seem too concerned as he turns to me while I grab a bottle of water from the fridge and stand opposite him.
Ya, the man is about to say something clever.
