**A Promise Written on the Rusted Edge of Time by Dael Rowan Sire**
The instant the hearing aid shattered in my hands, a jolt of pain surged through me, igniting a fierce determination to sever all ties with Ethan.
Ethan stood there, his expression a mixture of shock and disbelief, as if he couldn’t comprehend the gravity of what had just transpired.
That hearing aid was no ordinary gadget; it was a heartfelt gift he had bestowed upon me on his seventeenth birthday—a token of his affection that held memories of laughter and shared secrets.
Ethan’s family had always been prudent with money, never encouraging extravagant purchases for their children. His allowance was modest at best, and yet he had toiled through two grueling summer jobs just to afford it. Every hard-earned penny from those sweltering months had gone into that single gift.
I could still vividly recall that day, the way he had stealthily slipped the hearing aid onto my ears while I lay asleep, blissfully unaware of his intentions.
When I eventually awoke, tears streaming down my cheeks as I processed what he had done, Ethan had rushed to my side, his eyes wide with concern. He fussed over me, trying to soothe my hurt feelings, his warm hands brushing against my skin in a comforting gesture.
Ethan had always been exceptionally kind to me, so much so that his mother often teased me about becoming her daughter-in-law one day. With a cheeky grin, Ethan would respond, “As if you needed to mention that! Do you really think I’ve been raising my future wife for anyone else?”
Everyone in our lives seemed to believe that we were destined to attend the same college, to date, and ultimately, to marry.
Ethan had lived next door with his grandfather for as long as I could remember, and our childhoods were intertwined. Each morning, he would wake me up with a gentle nudge and carry my backpack as we made our way to school together.
When he finally confessed his feelings, my cheeks flushed with warmth, and I could barely manage a whispered “yes.”
But then, everything changed with the arrival of Vanessa.
She came into our lives as a transfer student, and in that first moment, I noticed Ethan, seated beside me, staring at her with an intensity that made my heart sink.
It was as if a veil had been lifted, and in that instant, I realized something fundamental had shifted in our dynamic.
Sure enough, as days turned into weeks, Ethan and Vanessa grew increasingly close. He no longer walked with me to school; instead, the back seat of his bicycle became her exclusive domain.
Despite my attempts to distance myself from Ethan, it seemed Vanessa harbored an inexplicable dislike for me.
She accused me of burying myself in my studies, claiming it was a ploy to make people believe Ethan had made a poor choice.
As time passed, even Ethan began to internalize her words, and resentment brewed within him.
In front of the entire class, he held Vanessa’s hand tightly, his voice dripping with accusation as he berated me for being manipulative.
Vanessa, with tears glistening in her eyes, proclaimed that I had no sense of boundaries and was merely a third wheel in their blossoming relationship.
But Ethan and I shared a history; we had grown up together, and he was the one who had confessed his love, assuring me that we would be together after the SATs.
Yet, in that moment of confrontation, Ethan stood there, silent and unyielding, offering no explanation or defense.
My heart felt as if it had frozen in place, a chilling numbness enveloping me.
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Aww. Seven Exes Begged. Cute. Blocked.
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**Chapter 62**
I thought that by keeping my distance from Ethan, I could find some semblance of peace.
But today was different.
Ethan opened his mouth, as if to say something profound, but before he could utter a word, Vanessa’s voice cut through the air. “Ethan, let’s go home together!”



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