Chapter 32

"I know you do" Ethan cut me off before I could say more.

"You may not be sure how you feel about me, but I am, I know you love me too Emily," Ethan said so confidently. How could he be so sure?

"It doesn't matter," I yelled feeling frustrated, everything about my feeling for Ethan was wrong.

"I just lost my mother, I think it's selfish that you are talking to me about love now" I scolded.

"I really don't want you around me anymore, please go back to New York" I requested getting out of the car.

I waited for him to say something but he didn't making me bang the car door before walking away.

"See you tomorrow Emily" he yelled as I walked away.

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Two weeks later.

"This is beautiful," Denise said staring at the painting I made of my mother, for the past two weeks I had been painting, it was a form of therapy for me.

"You think so," I asked Denise, she and I had built a suddenly strange friendship, and I realized she wasn't that bad.

"Very beautiful, it looks just like her" De