Ethan hadn't shown up for a whole week, and Anna found it a bit strange.
Right after she left the Emersons', she got someone to help her rent a new apartment.
The very day she moved in, someone delivered a bunch of furniture and daily necessities.
They said it was sent by "Mr. Donovan."
Aside from Ethan, she really couldn't think of anyone else who'd do that.
She tried to refuse, but no matter what she said, the movers just kept their heads down, setting everything up quickly and leaving without another word.
Even though all the stuff was here, Ethan hadn't bothered to show his face.
"So he really gave up?" Anna mumbled to herself, flipping through her phone. No missed calls, no texts. It's like he just vanished.
They had nothing to do with each other anymore.
