Chapter 2

I blinked hard several times.

I triple-checked to make sure I wasn't mistaking someone who looked similar for him.

But the more I blinked, the closer I came to tears.

Because I knew without a doubt that I wasn't mistaken.

Ethan Parker had been part of 80% of my brief 18 years of life.

He was the person I was closest to after my parents.

He was also the person I had secretly loved for a very long time.

He had disappeared without a trace a year ago.

I never imagined I would encounter him again in a scene like this.

Two scantily-clad women were nestled in his arms, one on each side.

Perhaps I had been staring for too long, as a strange man beside him noticed me.

He gestured to the others and teased: "Which of your old flames is this "

"Look, she's about to cry just seeing you."

The man across from me turned his head, our eyes meeting for just an instant before his gaze fell to my chest. His eyes roamed shamelessly as he spoke dismissively: "A scrawny little girl like that As if I'd be interested."

Ethan Parker would never say such things.

But this man was clearly him.

I bit my lip and held out my phone to him: "Can I... add you on SnapChat "

He looked at me with a mocking smile.

"No."

His gaze fell to my chest again, his tone tinged with regret: "Not worth my time."

The men around him burst into laughter.