Aww Seven Exes Begged Cute Blocked novel Chapter 71

**A Promise Written on the Rusted Edge of Time by Dael Rowan Sire**

**Chapter 71 – Tearing up your love letters was how I finally let you go.**

After what felt like the thousandth encounter with Ethan Miller, the man remained as unpredictable and wild as ever.

As the first rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, Avery Collins stirred awake, her body marked with hickeys, each one a reminder of the passionate night they had shared. A wince escaped her lips with every slight movement, the remnants of their fervor still clinging to her skin like a second layer.

Wrapped in the cocoon of Ethan’s arms, she felt the warmth radiating from him, a stark contrast to the tumult brewing inside her. With a casual air, he murmured, “Wear something decent tomorrow. Come to my parents’ with me.”

Avery’s heart raced at his words. She turned her head, her eyes wide with surprise, and a flicker of hope ignited within her voice. “So we’re finally… going public?”

Ethan raised an eyebrow, a familiar smirk dancing on his lips. “Public? What do you mean? I’ve got a date coming to my family’s dinner party. I need you there to keep things from getting awkward.”

The impact of his words struck her like a physical blow, leaving her breathless.

Her heart plummeted, the warmth of hope quickly replaced by an icy chill. “A date? Then what the hell am I?”

As he nonchalantly began to dress, Ethan glanced over at her, his demeanor relaxed. “You? You’re my buddy. We hang out, play games… and, well, have sex.”

Avery felt a wave of nausea wash over her, the color draining from her face as reality crashed down upon her.

Seeing the shock etched across her features, Ethan’s smile faltered. He leaned in closer, concern flickering in his eyes. “Wait… Avery, don’t tell me you thought I was your boyfriend all this time?”

His tone, laced with amusement, cut deeper than she could have anticipated.

Fighting back a swell of tears, her voice trembled as she replied, “No! I’m going to shower.”

With shaky legs, she stumbled towards the bathroom, the weight of his words pressing down on her.

The moment the door clicked shut behind her, she crumpled onto the cold tiles, the chill of the floor contrasting sharply with the heat of her emotions.

His words echoed relentlessly in her mind as she gazed at the marks that adorned her skin, each one a painful reminder of their tangled history. Tears streamed down her cheeks, a torrent of sorrow and confusion flooding her heart.

Two decades of friendship. Growing up side by side, sharing every secret, every dream.

Then there was that fateful night when she turned eighteen, the night Ethan had taken something precious from her.

What had begun as a single encounter had spiraled into a whirlwind of passion, each moment more intense than the last.

Nights filled with fervor, days spent in a blissful intimacy that felt like it belonged to a couple.

Holding hands in public, stealing kisses on New Year’s Eve, whispering promises into the night, and spending hours on the phone discussing everything and nothing at all…

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Avery had always believed they were together—just keeping it under wraps.

Now, was he suggesting they were merely platonic?

The pain surged again, and she turned the shower on full blast, hoping the water would drown out her thoughts.

Eventually, the tears subsided, and she gathered herself. When she emerged from the bathroom, Ethan was already dressed, lounging on the couch, his phone pressed to his ear.

“Private room. Lots of people coming. She likes lighter food, so go with Continental. Black Forest cake for dessert. Pink and white roses—send me pictures of the setup first. Oh, and get like a dozen black suits ready. Sophia only wears black.”

The mention of that name sent a jolt through Avery.

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