It’s been a few days since that beautiful encounter between Ethan and me. I did not know what to do after what happened that night. I still can’t believe the way my body responded to the kiss. Every part of me wanted to kiss Ethan back, but something in my head kept reminding me how wrong it would be if I did. Ya Allah, I'm so frustrated; I can't believe I'd like Ethan and consider doing such things with him. Life throws you something that you never expect to feel. I have not been able to face Ethan since I discovered I liked him, and since we kissed. When I'm around him, I always feel shy and awkward. I also think about the way my body behaved last time. I can’t be too sure if being around Ethan is safe. What if he wants to kiss me again, and I lose all my senses and kiss him back? I would want to do that, but I know I can’t do that. Ya Allah, I am going to lose my mind because of Ethan. I have not been picking his calls or answering him when he comes to the house to look for me. I

A week has gone by, busy with preparation for exams. I am currently at Ethan’s place. We plan to spend the day together even though we see each other practically every day. I am in the kitchen with Grace, making lunch together. "Ethan, if you were a woman, I would have assumed you were giving birth up there. Why are you taking so long?" I say, making sure my voice is loud enough for him to hear me all the way upstairs. "I am done taking a shower; I will be there in a sec," Ethan says, screaming back downstairs. "Ever since I have known that boy, he has always taken so much time in the bathroom," Grace says, shaking her head while chuckling. "I wonder what he does in there; even a woman does not take as much time as he does." "I truly have no idea, my dear, and please excuse me. "I need to make a phone call." "Alright, take your time." "That’s because I want to look good for you, baby," Ethan says, whispering huskily into my ear

I cried so much, I was scared my eyes were going to fall out. My heart was stabbed a thousand times that day. The next day came, and I tried to talk to Ethan but got cold shoulders from him. I did not give up; I plan to try my best to explain to him what really happened that day, no matter what it takes. I am waiting at the door of his lecture hall. I finished my classes earlier than him today, so I have enough time to spare. Ethan and I might be studying the same major, but we still have different minors, so all our classes are not together. The clock hits five, and his class is over. I wait eagerly and nervously to talk to him. "Ethan," I say, trying to stop him before he leaves like always. He does not answer and keeps walking. I increase my pace and step in front of him to block his path. "Ethan, please hear me out," I say, praying that he agrees. He tries to walk past me, but I block his way. He does it again, and so do I. "Get out of my way," Ethan says

My legs take their own accord and start walking towards the exit of the airport. Please, Allah, save Ethan; I pray that nothing terrible has happened to him. I find an empty cab with ease and give the address of the hospital to the driver that I could remember Grace saying over the phone before it slipped from my palms. It takes a good hour before we get to the hospital and all the way my hands have not stopped shaking. They have been trembling in fear of what state Ethan might be in. I quickly step out of the cab and walk towards the entrance of the hospital. Ya Allah, please save him."Ple-e-ease I am look-k-king for-r—r Eht-tt-h-a-n Ma-nt-t-o-n-e," I say feeling myself shaking in nervousness and fear, which caused me to shutter. The nurse is about to speak when a voice beats her to it."Adina," Florence says, barely audible.I turn around to face her, and I burst into tears with one look at her. The beautiful deep grey eyes of hers that Ethan inherited

I can’t believe three months have gone by since Ethan and I had that dinner. Ethan is not back, and I don’t have an idea when he might get back. I still don’t know where he is, but at least I talk to him every day, and I know he is doing fine. Working at the company has taught me a lot about the business industry. I also found out a lot about Ethan’s family. I found out that Patricia is Mr. Federico’s secretary. This is why she is the first woman he fell in love with after his divorce from Florence. She was there to comfort him after his divorce, which led to him falling in love with her. I also found out why I have never seen Florence’s husband. He died a few years ago while at service. He was a soldier.  I am getting ready to go out for lunch with Khloe. I am so happy she is going to be in town for a few days. After we graduated, Khloe moved to New York. I walk out of my office and take the elevator to the parking lot to be on my way.