“What do you mean?” I blurted out without thinking.
“Ava, you know what I mean,” He gently scolded, a smile lifting the corner of his lips. “Say yes. Or say no, but answer.”
I looked up at him. I wanted to say yes. I wanted to shout ‘obviously’ at him over and over again, but something stopped me. A little voice in the back of my head. We’re supposed to divorce in a year. How can anything come from that? How can we stay in the same house after that?
I swallow the emotions that are building up in my mouth. Every word that my mind is begging me to tell him, gone and put away.
“I’d love to,” I said to him softly. His eyes lit up with something - hope, maybe - but I squandered it. “But it could never work out, not after the divorce.”
Ethan’s brows furrowed and he looked at me as thou
