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She picked it up. “But you wrapped it so nicely.”
“I do what I can.”
“Why am I getting a present?”
“In case we can’t be together on your birthday.”
She sadly smiled. “Right…” Shaking it off, she opened it. “Ethan…”
It was a gold necklace with a key hanging off it.
We locked eyes.
“Why a key?”
I didn’t hesitate to reply…
“Because you own my heart.”
ChapterEleven
Ethan
Summer was almost over.
Livvy would be leaving to move to California soon. Two weeks to be exact. I had no fucking clue where we went from here. We only briefly discussed it that one time when she asked me what we were to each other. Now that her moving day was quickly approaching, it felt like a ticking time bomb waiting to explode.
How do we go back to just being best friends after this summer?
It changed everything. Looking back on it now, I began to feel like Livvy regretted how far we’d taken things. For the past few days, she had begun to pull away from me.
She was quiet.
Inattentive and unresponsive.
Half the time, she seemed as if she was lost in her own little world.
At the end of the day, all that truly mattered to me was our friendship. I had said that since day one before we started any of this on prom night.
As much as I hated to admit it, maybe the distance would be good for us. I couldn’t help but think about what her old man asked of me the same night I claimed his daughter’s virginity. I didn’t consider the consequences of us sleeping together, and now, for the life of me, I couldn’t think about them. Especially how right it felt being with her all this time.
Except now she wasn’t returning my calls.
Or answering my texts.
It was like she was trying to disappear.
This was the longest we’d ever gone without speaking, so when she texted me that morning, wanting to meet at our waterhole, I jumped in my truck and headed that way with nothing but uncertainty and anxiety. It was almost crippling how much fear I felt for the future and what she’d say to me. I never felt like this before, and I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy.
I parked my truck and found her sitting on her swing. Even with the distance between us, I could see she was crying as I made my way over to her.
“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath.
This couldn’t be good. Livvy didn’t cry. She hated it, but she was still so beautiful, so breathtakingly beautiful. Her hair was down and flowing through the light breeze, it was the only part of her that moved with ease. She was wearing a white dress which was my favorite color on her, and I wondered if she did that for me.
I could visibly tell she was uncomfortable in her own skin. I walked slower the closer I approached her. As soon as I stood beside her, she shut her eyes like it pained her to be near me. The warmth that usually radiated off her was missing.
She was cold.
