Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 8 I Only Trust Myself

"Is this advice from you as a man?" I asked Ethan.

"It's advice as a human. People avoid harm and go for what benefits them most," Ethan replied.

Halfway through our drive, we saw some trees being cut down, their cross-sections laid out in front of us.

Ethan pulled over by the woods, stood by the largest tree, and waved me over. Confused, I got out and walked to him.

We stood in front of the tree, and Ethan tapped the cross-section with his finger, smiling. "I heard tapping wood wards off bad luck. Give it a try. Tap it and make a wish."

Not wanting to refuse, I mimicked him, tapped the tree, and made a wish. I wished to rely on myself and for a better life.

When I opened my eyes, Ethan was staring at me intensely. Feeling shy, I pretended the sunlight was too bright and shielded my eyes, quickly composing myself.

the time I lowered my hand, he was already walking back. I

you just wished to rely on

we continued our drive. Curious, I asked, "What did

I don't believe in that stuff. I only believe in myself," Ethan said, tapping

confidence and

whether talking or just sitting there, exuding a unique masculine

suddenly asked,

looked away and pointed to an alley.

taking my suitcase. "Thanks for today. Tell me

faintly. "I'm a businessman, but I'm not all about money. And I'm a man. When a woman tells me she's homeless with tears in her eyes,

Maybe Arthur hurt me too deeply.

poor. With so many suitors, how did

watched Ethan's car leave

and rundown, with no streetlights. Under the moonlight, I could see the