"Ethan, you must be exhausted from working so late. This is the meal I made for you, all your favorites. Could you do me the honor of tasting it?"
Isabel quickly caught up, her eyes pleading and cautious as she spoke.
These were the looks I used to give her after our arguments when I would appease her.
She was using my method on me.
Love should be mutual.
We had been in love for several years, but she only understood that after our breakup.
"Isabel, please remember we have broken up."
"I didn't agree! Ethan, I don't understand why things have become like this between us. We were about to get married, and we had even set the wedding date. My parents also brought many valuable gifts to visit your parents. Can't you see our sincerity?"
