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Confrontations (Part two)
OluwatoyosiI had a bit of an emotional bump as I wrote this chapter. What do you guys think happened to Precious, for her to move to New York? What do you think Ethan should do? Or did both of them mess up their chances? Wait, was any of these even Ethan's fault? Question of the Chapter: What is your favorite snack?
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