I had chased after Ethan Quinn for five years, and he finally agreed to marry me.Two months before the wedding, I was in a terrible car accident. I tried calling him three times, but each time he hung up on me. Why? Because one of his childhood friends had suggested he pull away for a while, thinking it would make me less clingy.When I finally crawled out of the wreckage, I was covered in bruises, my right arm completely shattered.It was then that I truly understood—some things just can’t be forced. But he… he started waiting outside my door every day, his eyes red, asking me to give him five years in return.