CHLOE. I hadn't seen Ethan for four days now after that incident happened; he had stayed away from me. I expected him to be angry, and try to punish me after slapping him, surprisingly, he hadn't even asked for me like he normally did. It was a weekend, a boring weekend. I was in my room doing nothing. I had rolled over the bed countless times, staring at the ceiling and counting my fingers. Tired of it, I decided that I was going to go and see him. I was dying of suspense, I needed to know what he felt toward me after I hit him. Maybe he was planning my death, I needed to know. Hence I got out of bed and headed to his work room. This was where he usually stayed instead of his room. His room was usually empty most of the time. Walking along the narrow hallway which was as deep as the house was large, I saw Katherine, heading toward me, emerging from the left corner that was also a hallway. I sighed, wondering why I had to see her this morning. It was funny that as large as the
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