A young woman gives her heart and her first night to a man she trusts, only to be dismissed as nothing more than practice. As she tries to rebuild her sense of self, the truth of what he really wanted from her begins to surface, forcing her to decide whether love is worth the risk again.
Ethan's chef never used to make pancakes, but Ethan had him learn because I loved He had once promised me that his special maple pancakes was just for me. I turned off my phone quietly, wiping away the tears that had welled up again. again. Mrs. Tritton was still struggling to clean up the damaged pancake pieces Ethan had
angrily thrown to the floor. The sticky syrup had seeped into the rug, leaving a stubborn, dark stain. Just toss it out. I said, my voice flat. Even that rug was a gift from Ethan. In In fact, I went around the house gathering every single thing he had ever given me, boxing them up to be thrown After all, every gift felt as carelessly thrown my way as those pancakes that
Ethan didn't reach out for days after that. Every other time we'd fought, it was always me who broke the silence first, but not this time. I blocked him on Twitter and on my phone. I changed the security code for the house and instructed Mrs. Treiva not to let him in, no matter