Chapter 75
Tilda
I lift my gaze and watch Ethan disappear into the trees.
I look back at my feet.
And I grimace when I flex my toes.
I didn’t mean to bring any of that up. I was trying to make him understand that this isn’t the worst thing I’ve experienced. But as soon as he told me to tell him the truth, I knew it wasn’t going to go over well.
Usually, I wouldn’t share a story like that.
Usually, I wouldn’t admit such a shameful, outlandish thing.
But Ethan’s met them.
Her.
So I knew he’d believe me.
A branch breaks somewhere out of sight.
He definitely believed me.
Sighing, I gingerly get to my feet and carefully take the few steps to the bucket.
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