ELY
I planted my feet on the floor, so I wouldn't fall. My hands started to hurt from the pressure I put on the door. I blinked repeatedly, thinking he would disappear, and it would all be an illusion. When I was 14, I wished many times that he would come back. Many times I dreamed he would come to my door, where that moment was. He would come to me and tell me that he was also in love with me as I was with him. But that never happened. I would have bet my life that I would never see him again, but life loves that you lose bets, and he was here in front of me.
"Are you okay?" Ethan asked when he saw I had remained silent in my place.
"Is that you?" I asked.
Ethan smiled. "I am, Ely. Well, I look a little different, but I am," he answered, and he looked sad. I saw what he meant when
