"I know you do" Ethan cut me off before I could say more. "You may not be sure how you feel about me, but I am, I know you love me too Emily," Ethan said so confidently. How could he be so sure? "It doesn't matter," I yelled feeling frustrated, everything about my feeling for Ethan was wrong."I just lost my mother, I think it's selfish that you are talking to me about love now" I scolded. "I really don't want you around me anymore, please go back to New York" I requested getting out of the car.I waited for him to say something but he didn't making me bang the car door before walking away. "See you tomorrow Emily" he yelled as I walked away. ******Two weeks later. "This is beautiful," Denise said staring at the painting I made of my mother, for the past two weeks I had been painting, it was a form of therapy for me. "You think so," I asked Denise, she and I had built a suddenly strange friendship, and I realized she wasn't that bad."Very beautiful, it looks just like her" De

Ethan smirked, "You can't?" he asked again, his eyes narrowed. I nodded reluctantly and without saying another word he walked to his car and drove away. As I watched him drive away my mind told me to call him back, but I had no idea what to say, I couldn't do what he wanted me to. After a minute of standing outside, I went back into the restaurant, where chatters filled the air. I stood by the bar, "You okay Emily" Karen the bartender asked and I nodded."Celebrating!" I said forcing down a smile as she put the drink everyone else was having on my table. I picked it up taking a sip before turning to watch the room, Jake was in the middle of the crowd cheering while Gloria was nowhere to be found. "You didn't say yes did you?" My father asked, moving towards me."Of course not," I said staring at my father as he pulled up a seat and sat close to me. "Jake seems a little forceful doesn't he" My father sighed and I nodded. My father looked a little concerned like he had just reali

"Why" I asked wondering what made her so sure. "Well there is something I need to tell you," she said and I nodded. Before she could say another word, the door to the gallery was pushed opened and a crowd of people flooded in. "Emily" Denise called my attention to the crowd, they were so much it was overwhelming. "What did Ethan do?" I smiled and Jennifer shrugged, the room filled with reporters and influencers all taking pictures of our art. "Emily" Denise called me again, pointing at some reporters who wanted to talk to me. "They would like to interview you," she said and I blushed. "Me?" I grinned pointing at myself, I had hoped the grand opening would be a success just not this much.I had not planned anything to say to reporters, it was unexpected. "Go," Jennifer urged pushing me forward as I agreed to go. "Ms Emily Sanders" they all rushed to talk to me, over seven of them and they were all asking questions at the same time. "Please drop your questions and Emails on the

"I think I am going to give up now," I said putting my food down as the waiter came with a check. "What do you say we go somewhere else" Jason said loudly and I smirked, Jennifer's plan didn't seem to work. I watched him write down a check before we got up. "As we stood up" Jason moved closer to me, leaning in for a kiss."Kiss me" he suggested in front of Ethan. I tried to refuse but he placed his hands on my waist pulling me in for a kiss. Before our lips could meet, I felt strong arms pull me away from Jason. "What do you think you are doing" Ethan's voice deepened as he pulled me to him. "What do you mean" I tried so hard not to laugh, Jennifer's plan worked. "You sent me a text talking about what could have been and now you are kissing another man" his brows furrowed at me.I looked around and all eyes were on us making me slightly uncomfortable. "A message you didn't reply, You are interrupting my date" "What date?" Ethan asked as if he couldn't see Jason beside us."Yo

"I thought you were not Insecure" I tried to divert from the question, how was I going to tell him what my father thought or about my cousin Mary? "Let me get the food you took to the bedroom" I quickly got up before he could say another word, I ran upstairs to get the tray.The tray was heavier than I thought, and I just noticed it was more like a combination of tray and bed table, I blushed at the thought of Ethan wanting to serve me breakfast in bed, he was honestly the sweetest. As soon as I got down he took the table from my hand, helping me place it on the kitchen counter. "Should I take it as a yes?" He persisted and I shook my head. "Of course not" I replied biting the side of my lips and averting my eyes from his gaze. "Is it because of Jake?" Ethan asked and I shook my head, I forgot about Jake and how he would react to this, I am sure he would go insane."No..." I made up my mind to tell him, I was certain it was a misunderstanding. "It's about my family," I said takin