Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter 17

I frowned and stared at the bottle pointed at me. As fate would have it, the person who got to ask the question was Ethan as he had been punished in the last round.

I didn't want to assume the worst about him, but given how he'd been picking on me lately, I couldn't shake the feeling that he might try to make things difficult for me.

When I was in love with him back then, even being teased by him felt like happiness, like he cared about me. But now, after waking up from that dream, it just felt like my brain had been clouded. However, he only asked a simple question which surprised me "What's the last name of the person you like?

If it had been anyone else, they might have answered easily. But I couldn't. Even though my rational mind told me to distance myself from Ethan, the years of love and affection couldn't just disappear in a few months. My silence made Ethan frown.

Someone from the group chimed in, "Can't you even answer such a simple question?"

"Where's that determination you had when chasing Ethan? Why so shy now?"

Their comments made Leah, who had been smiling before, pursed her lips. She looked at me, her gaze filled with a mix of unwillingness and jealousy.

I met her gaze, Leah wrapped her arms around Ethan's, as if trying to defuse the situation for me. "Oh, come on. Don't give her a hard time. Doesn't a girl

eyes shifted as she added, "Maybe Eve's crush isn't

me as someone's girlfriend. If Ethan loved and cared for her

while looking at Ethan and choosing to

this, Ethan

grabbed the opened beers without

the time I finished the six bottles, my stomach was aching, and a thin layer of sweat had formed on my forehead. Seeing my pale face,

Ethan and yelled, "Ethan, are you even a man? Do you want Eve to

wanted to tell my silly best friend that I was fine and that she didn't need to worry, but all I could think about was finishing the drink. I was

I wasn't sure if it was because of Lyla's outburst. The crowd, which had been

and stepped forward

him "Aber's a bet.

all six bottles and collapsed onto the couch,

Antoine rushed to my side