Second Chances Don’t Look Like You
After her true love betrays her, a woman finds herself drawn to the one man she never expected—his own hands. As she navigates the wreckage of her past and the dangerous pull of a new connection, she must decide whether love can be rebuilt from the ashes of betrayal.
I brought my phone today. The tips of his ears turned bright red. He pulled out his phone, showing me his QR code. Can we still add each other?
My heart hammered in my chest. My throat felt tight. Did you wait out here this early to add me? Ethan pursed his lips, his ears turning beet red.
I didn't know which house was yours. I was dying inside, smiling. So cute. I quickly scanned the code.
My inner self was doing a happy dance. It's Saturday. What if I hadn't come out? Realizing he liked me back, I started pushing my luck.
I didn't know. Ethan put his phone away, staring at me quietly. Have you eaten breakfast? I tilted my head and asked.
He opened his mouth to reply. Seeing the morning dew on his messy bangs, I couldn't stop grinning. Didn't eat, huh? Lucky you.
I'll let you buy me breakfast. He nodded gently. Happily, I pulled him toward my mom's diner. Ethan didn't hate me at all.
He actually liked me. But I didn't expect to run into anyone at breakfast. Avery glared at me, her eyes full of disdain. Jack isn't coming.
I asked him out this morning and he didn't show. for a pathetic little shadow you sure get news fast I stared at her dead silent Mia Carter stop clinging to him he almost accepted my confession yesterday he rejected me at the last second saying you'd get mad you guys aren't even dating why do you control him so much she was practically