Chapter 58

Sarah’s POV

"How are you going to do it?" I handed my glass back to him.

Ethan turned his body to put the glass down, then came back and looked at me. I could tell he was watching my eyes, which were now puffy from crying. Realizing how messed up I looked right now, I lowered my face while covering it with my hands and moved stiffly.

But when Ethan's hand caught my wrist and brought it down, I froze and slowly raised my head to look at him. "Does it feel sore? Something hurts? Why are you covering it?" He asked in rapid succession.

I was still shocked by what happened, so I didn't fully understand what he was asking. However, as his finger pointed and outlined his own cheeks, I realized he was talking about my face, probably because of my skin's habit of turning red, looking like a rash, and swelling up when I cry.

I shook my head. "No." He didn't need to worry about it because it didn't matter.

But Ethan continued to stare doubtfully. "Are you sure?" He glanced back and pointed at th