My first piece of art that brought me recognition when I won an award for it was a work that I produced while Ethan was making love to me. When he broke up with me, I either sold or locked away most of the pieces that I painted during my time with him. I couldn’t look at any of my work without remember him. He was such a big part of my life and his influence on me felt endless.
Come to think of it, to this day, I don’t think I ever got around to returning that umbrella to him.
To my utter disbelief, Ethan is right here in front of me again. If I just reach out my hand, I could touch him. He’s real.
However, something about him has changed. Ethan is now the head of the Silva mafia bang…or perhaps, he was always a part of Silva, but I just didn’t know it…
“It’s great to see you again. It’s been around a year now, hasn’t it? My Malissa,” Ethan spoke up as he stood up from his seat and came to stand right in front of Hayden and me.
