Ethan, perhaps sensing the storm within, abruptly caressed my cheek and wiped away the evidence of my silent tears. The unexpected tenderness took me aback, and I glanced at him with surprise. Why are you doing this?
"You must have loved him so much?" Ethan asked sternly.
I nodded in affirmation, my eyes closing involuntarily as the memories of a love lost flooded my consciousness.
"But I was unable to express my feelings to him. I was really cruel to him. He was madly in love with me," I confessed, the weight of guilt and remorse tainting my words.
My eyes welled up with tears once more as the admission escaped my lips.
Ethan, understanding the depth of my pain, gently touched my cheek with his thumb.
"Don't worry, Mrs.. I think he's keeping an eye on you everywhere you go," Ethan reassured, his words carrying a subtle comfort as he withdrew his hand from my cheek.
