Chapter 31

ETHAN. I follow her. She's mad. I can tell by the pace with which she walks and the intensity she swings her arm as she passes door after door. I half expect her to get into her room and shut the door, but she walks past it to my room instead. Fear grips me, but I stomp on it. I'll tell her everything now. I'll apologize to her. I don't know how, but I'll fix it in whatever way I can. I step into the room and shut the door behind me, my gaze fixed on May. The tension in the air is numbing and when her gaze meets mine, I feel like I am standing before a judge, charged with a heinous crime, and whatever she might say will make or ruin me. May sits on the edge of my bed and lays back on it, placing her hands behind her head as she stares at the ceiling. She looks calm and collected, but I know she isn't. I prefer her outbursts to this. This is unpredictable and I feel fear. In my heart and soul. "When Anna and I were little, after our parents died, we were left homeless a couple of