After what he said, Ethan then started to walk away from them, but no one even stopped him. I looked at Noah, but he was still wearing his cold and poker face as he always had.
I feel bad for Ethan. Why do they have to be like that to him?
When we arrived home, Noah was so silent while walking inside. My eyes were still on him as he continued to walk towards our room. There was silence between us as I went inside our room. I looked around, and saw him on the bed, sitting down while sighing. I guess he and Ethan didn't get along, huh?
When we were in bed, I never talked to him. I don't want him to get mad at me again. I want to understand what he has been feeling right now. I was about to close my eyes when suddenly he spoke, "So? Aren't you going to ask me?" I turned my back on him, and found out that he was already facing me.
"What? What do you mean?" I asked.
"Aren't you going to ask about Ethan?" he said to me.
