Ethan left after I told him who my father was. He wanted nothing to do with me, or he needed time to think it over. I didn’t know, he didn’t say anything.
I didn’t see him for days. He avoided me every chance he got, and it tore apart my heart each time I woke up to an empty bed. He started sleeping in his office.
I tried calling his phone, but he always let it fully ring out until I was sent to voicemail. Tristan was the only point of contact I had when it came to Ethan - even Mars was avoiding speaking to me.
Anger flared in me, as did despair. I understood why Ethan was upset at me for hiding things from him, but I can’t control who my father is. I didn’t choose to be born as Andrew’s daughter.
After a week of being ignored by Ethan, I gave up on waiting around at the house for
