Chapter 43

Surprisingly, I slept soundly last night. I thought Ethan would reach out to me through text or a phone call to discuss the set design together, but he didn't. It felt as if he didn't take the matter seriously, or perhaps he didn't need my help at all. Then, it dawned on me—he probably didn't want to join the club in the first place. Perhaps he was just forced to join the event planning club because of the credit requirement. Plus, he probably didn't want Leah to think something was going on between us, so he made sure to keep his distance, even though we ended up in the same group. Mulling it over, I found the whole situation incredibly laughable. However, I had moved on, so I felt much more at ease. I no longer felt bitter, and I realized just how liberating it was to not let someone else affect my state of mind. … The next morning, I got up early to go get breakfast. As soon as I went downstairs, I noticed someone crouching next to the bushes not far away. It was common to