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“Moon, want to try my new wine from this year?”
*Moon, the grapes are almost ripe, do you want to taste them?*
His cautious demeanor reminded me so much of my old self.
I chuckled.
“Okay, I’ll see if your skills have improved.”
Alex and I drank glass after glass.
That night, we talked about many things, but never once mentioned that argument.
Because we both knew it was in the past.
The next morning, I was woken by Ethan Carter.
The hangover left my head pounding.
I struggled to get up, only to see him waiting at the door with a whole group of people.
‘Moon, take a look, which wedding dress do you like? How about a traditional gown, or a Western style, or even a local tribal dress?”
“What do you think? Or maybe we can just take pictures in all of them?”
Ethan Carter was an extreme go–getter, once he set his mind on something, he had to accomplish it.
He decided to take me away, and immediately packed our bags and left.
He decided to propose to me, and knelt down without any preparation.
He decided to switch brides, and just like that, he switched.
I hated this feeling of utter disrespect.
In that moment, he made me feel suffocated.
I walked forward, my voice laced with displeasure.
*Ethan Carter, haven’t I made myself clear? I am not marrying you. Please leave immediately.”
There wasn’t a trace of sadness on the man’s face. He obediently took the crowd and left.
After that, Ethan Carter was like a persistent ghost.
He’d be in the vineyard, weeding with me, while asking what kind of ring I liked.
He’d be at the winery, washing glasses with me, while asking about the wedding venue.
He’d be in the warehouse, moving boxes with me, while discussing the guest list.
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And I would always refuse him and send him away.
His shameless persistence finally erupted one evening.
Chloe Davies found her way to us.
She threw a thick stack of hospital diagnosis reports in my face.
Tears in her eyes, Chloe furiously chastised me.
“Jenna Miller, you’re nothing but my shadow! How dare Ethan treat you like this?”
“Jenna Miller, do you know? Ethan was the one who convinced me to get divorced! He said he’d take responsibility for me. How could he go back
on his word?”
“The wedding was something I fought for by threatening to end my life! Jenna Miller, can you love someone with your life?”
Hahaha, you can’t, but I can. I missed out on him for three years. If it weren’t for you, this vixen, for those three years his heart would have been
