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Chapter 10

Author: Adrian
Some time later, something happened to Ethan. One of his friends called to tell me.

"Ms. Bennett, Ethan's in the hospital. Could you come see him?"

It was Jack, his voice urgent, the noise of the hospital behind him.

"What happened to him?"

"The cut on his forehead still hasn't healed, and there's the stomach pump, and he gave two bags of blood. Then a few days ago he went out drinking, drank until his stomach was bleeding, and collapsed in his apartment. Someone from the building found him afte
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  • One Percent of Love   Chapter 10

    Some time later, something happened to Ethan. One of his friends called to tell me."Ms. Bennett, Ethan's in the hospital. Could you come see him?"It was Jack, his voice urgent, the noise of the hospital behind him."What happened to him?""The cut on his forehead still hasn't healed, and there's the stomach pump, and he gave two bags of blood. Then a few days ago he went out drinking, drank until his stomach was bleeding, and collapsed in his apartment. Someone from the building found him after he'd already thrown up a lot of blood."Jack paused. "Before he passed out, he kept saying your name."I gripped the phone and didn't answer."Ms. Bennett, I know you don't owe him anything."Jack's voice caught. "But he's in a bad way. Just come see him once. Once is enough."I thought about it for a moment, then asked, "Which hospital?"When I got there Ethan hadn't woken yet.It was a private room, very quiet, only the steady beep of the monitor.When Jack saw me come in, he left and shut t

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    I thought Ethan would vanish from my life just like that. I was wrong.The doorbell rang. I dried my hands and went to the entryway, and found Ethan kneeling outside the door.His knees were on the floor, his hands braced in front of him, his head bowed.Behind him stood two of his friends, Jack and Tom, holding bags, their faces uneasy.I stayed inside. "What is this?"Ethan lifted his head, his eyes red. "However many times you kowtowed back then, I'll give you double."He didn't wait for an answer. He bent straight down and pressed his forehead to the floor with a dull thud.Jack turned his face away, unable to watch, and Tom's fingers tightened around the bag in his hand.Ethan's forehead went red, then blood started down from between his brows.The count climbed. The arm bracing him began to shake, and the blood had smeared across his forehead and run into his eyes.He blinked once and didn't wipe it. He kept going.I finally spoke and put a stop to it. "Enough."He stopped, kneel

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    By the time Ethan got back to his apartment it was the middle of the night.He pushed the door open, changed his shoes in the dark, and went to sit on the couch.The place was quiet. There was no dinner I'd made, no me smiling at him to come eat.He sat there ten minutes, then picked up his phone and opened our chat.He wanted to say something. He typed and deleted, typed and deleted, then gave up and threw the phone onto the couch.He woke early the next morning, rolled over out of habit, and called out, "Nora, what do we want for breakfast?"No answer came. He opened his eyes and found the other side of the bed empty.He lay there a long time, then just stared at the ceiling in silence.At nine he got to the office, pushed the door open, and glanced left without thinking.That was where I used to sit. I always got in before him, stacked his files in order on his desk, washed his mug, and filled it with hot water.Today the seat was empty and the desk was bare.Kyle came in with his c

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