Chapter 223

The air was thick with silence as I bit my lip and finally spoke, "Since you're okay, I'll be leaving." Standing there, I had no idea what else to say to him, feeling awkward and uncertain. "Eve…" Ethan finally managed to say, but he only got that one word out before stopping. I knew he wanted to call me, but that title felt like a joke between us now. Sitting there, he gazed at me with those deep eyes, and I could tell he was struggling to articulate his feelings. I, on the other hand, felt completely disconnected from him. "Mr. Grayson?" I called, eager to wrap up this uncomfortable situation. My words seemed to break his silence, sparking a flicker of surprise and returning him to his melancholy state. At that moment, I felt an unexpected pang of sympathy. A fire ignited within me; after all, he had indirectly caused my grandmother's death, and when we met again, I thought there would be nothing but resentment and anger. Yet here he was, hesitating to speak, wanting to connect