Ethan opened his mouth, but Mila didn't give him the time to speak.
"I never saw you that disturbed for me. I longed for your presence, but you never gave me your time. I am already done waiting for you."
With that, she felt a strange power within her. She didn't feel shattered. She felt clear.
This time, she had chosen herself, not clinging to the love that was never meant to be hers.
Ethan stared at her, then gave a faint smirk. "So you are jealous of her. Is that what this is about?"
The tension on his shoulders eased. He thought he had found the answer. "Nothing is going on between Bianca and me. You are the only woman in my heart, the one I want to marry. I helped Bianca because…"
"You think this is about jealousy," Mila cut in sharply. The way he confidently lied amazed her, but not in a pleasing way. "I don't care who you are with. You can be with Bianca or anyone you want. It doesn't bother me anymore."
