The most important person?The intensity in his eyes, the way he'd leaned forward like he was about to say something more—it had all been too much.I'd stared at him continuously, trying to process what he'd just said. The implications. The sacrifice he'd made.Seeing my stare, Ethan's ears had turned red and he'd coughed awkwardly, suddenly looking more like the boy I used to know."I saw you liked photos of moon flowers on Facebook the other day," he'd said, his words coming out in a rush. "I've prepared a surprise for you tonight. When the time comes, you...""Ethan."I'd gently interrupted him, and seeing my expression was off, he'd quickly started backtracking."Don't you like moon flowers? I'm sorry, I'll rearrange everything right now. What would you like to see? Fireworks? Fountains? I can call the event planner—""Ethan, stop."He'd looked very nervous then, that humble, eager-to-please expression exactly like how I used to be. The role reversal had been painful to witness."W
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