After Ethan declared he’d never forgive me, I didn’t see him again.
Ava sent me a screenshot of his and Sylvia’s official relationship announcement on Twitter.
I barely glanced at it before deleting the message. Why should I waste my time on someone who no longer had anything to do with me?
I told Ava not to send me any more updates about Ethan. I genuinely believed that was the last I’d hear of him.
However, on the day I left for college, I had the bad luck of running into Ethan and Sylvia at the airport.
Ethan saw me too, but clearly still sulking, he quickly looked away, pretending not to notice me.
I turned my head as well and made my way to the boarding gate. I caught him shooting me a sharp glare when he realized I had no intention of talking to him, but Sylvia quickly pulled him along with a possessive grip.
Ava, who had come to see me off, shot them a fierce glare of her own before linking her arm with mine and guiding me away.
After that, Ethan and I truly fell out of contact. I had blocked him on every platform and made it clear to mutual friends that I didn’t want to hear anything about him.
Surprisingly, once I settled into my new life at MIT, I made a lot of great friends. I joined student clubs, traveled with professors for fieldwork, and filled my days with new experiences.
Looking back, I finally understood why Ethan had grown tired of me. Spending your whole life revolving around a single person really was stifling. The outside world was so much more interesting. Why should I have tied myself down so early in life?
By my sophomore year, a few old high school friends came to visit us in
Massachusetts.
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That was the first time in years I heard anything about Ethan. One of them mentioned that Ethan had broken up with Sylvia not long after starting college. Apparently, he’d had a few more short–lived relationships since then.
