Chapter 99 They Might Start to Fall for Each Other

Ethan plopped down on the couch, looking like he owned the place.

Would Fiona's emotional singing bring back his memories? Or would it just mess with his head?

"Your stomach still giving you trouble these days?"

I finally looked up from the table I was pretending to clean for the hundredth time, trying to sound all casual.

Ethan pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and gave me this smirk.

"What do you think my stomach is, a drama queen?"

He could still crack jokes.

I couldn't tell if he was just good at hiding it or if Fiona's singing really didn't get to him.

I said, "Even iron rusts if you don't take care of it after a while."

Ethan held the cigarette, tilted his head, and grinned at me. "Emily, you're getting all deep on me."

'The more you go through, the more you get it,' I guess.

I headed to the kitchen to cook.

Fiona's song ended, and a guy's voice started playing on the recorder.

I knew that voice was Ethan's. Ever since I found out he was the lead singer of The Thorn Birds Band, I could pick out his voice anywhere. But in real life, I'd never heard him sing.

Halfway through the song, it suddenly cut off. I snapped back to reality and saw the sink overflowing. I quickly turned off the faucet. Ethan walked to the kitchen door, and I asked, "Why'd you turn it off?"

"Terrible." He sounded like he was mocking himself.

I fished the veggies out of the sink, poured oil into the pan, and started frying eggs. I glanced at him.

"I think it's awesome. Seriously, it's the best voice I've ever heard because it's got soul."

Ethan walked over, smiling lazily. "So you've always had a thing for me. When did that start?"

I put down the spatula, turned around, and looked at him seriously.

"It's not just me. You know how big The Thorn Birds Band was back then. If you had kept going, you might've made it big by now."

I stared at him, but his face was a blank slate.

"It's burning!" he suddenly said.

I smelled it too and quickly turned off the stove. But the eggs were already toast.

"What did this egg do to deserve such a charred fate?" Warm breath brushed against my ear.

Even though he was teasing, Ethan said it like he meant it.

annoyed and amused. So I pushed

fault. Can you stop messing with

innocent, and added, "Looks like I'm the one who messed

couldn't help

words, he made

before dinner, Jason

and I made sure to steer the

dug the song "Flicker of Hope" and asked Jason, "What

Jason could answer, Ethan butted in, "I

he said, "For a girl he

his head down, munching away, not

asked, "So what happened to

looked up, his lips tight, with a

maybe I shouldn't have pushed, but just as I was about to change the subject, Jason answered,

few words were

at the table,

must've really liked that girl. Even after all these years, I could

unforgettable, and most people keep it in

I didn't really have a so-called first love. I married Arthur without much romantic

teenage years, I didn't have time to focus on any boy, let alone have the energy to be head over heels for someone. If I had to pick someone from my memories, there was a boy who once looked out for me like

so

moved away later, so I never saw him

chilled in the living room watching

an ad for a

talent competition was happening nationwide, and the Starlight City auditions

pretended to ask casually, "Can The Thorn Birds Band make a comeback? Even if it's missing one

Ethan without saying a

on when Ethan was ready to pick up the guitar again. As long as Ethan refused to touch the guitar, it meant Fiona's issue was still eating at him. I quickly caught the

loud, looking at Ethan. Ethan, sprawled on the couch, gave a faint

leaving just the two of us in the living room. Ethan pulled me over to sit next to him. Feeling bored, I picked a

close, leaning down to whisper in

raised an eyebrow defiantly. "But

to fantasize. These cheesy plots are made to feed those

love to dream; it was a universal

silence, I took a deep

had met eight years ago when Fiona was still

glow lit up Ethan's face. But I didn't miss the slight

a long

like forever, he said softly, "I don't

refusal to answer meant he was conflicted, or he had an answer

ask was, if Fiona hadn't died,

gently rubbed it. "Emily, can you stop with these questions?

it was truly over, then who sent that text

asking further. I needed to

the

was already bracing myself for the

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