Faced with Ethan's heartfelt confession, Celestia felt like a storm had exploded in her chest. Her mind was a mess, waves of emotion crashing down, and she could barely think straight.
"I..." Her lips parted, trying to respond, but Ethan's intense gaze made her hesitate. She ended up just staring back at him, eyes full of mixed feelings. Her hands nervously twisted in her lap-she didn't even know what to do with them.
He was gentle, thoughtful, good-looking, and rich-but not the kind who flaunted it or acted entitled. Instead, he was calm and dependable, a rare kind of man these days. That was why she agreed to be with him back then.
He knew she'd grown up in a single-parent home, and he'd treated her father like his own-he'd bring thoughtful gifts during holidays, spend New Yea
