The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning Max Charming

Ethan set aside his newspaper up from the couch. “We’re only and got pushing the date of the engagement party. We can easily adjust the invitations,” he remarked, directing a scrutinizing look toward Madelyn, as if trying to gauge her feelings.

Evelyn sharply retorted, “Hold on, Ethan. I didn’t ask for your input. Remember, you were the one adamant about this marriage. The entire Ventropolis is aware of it now. If you pull the plug on the engagement party at this stage, have you considered the talk that will follow? Or how Madelyn might be feeling?”

It was rare for Evelyn to use such a stern tone with Ethan.

Madelyn, feeling a lump in her throat, kept her eyes lowered. After a moment of contemplation, she spoke up, “… maybe Ethan’s just not sure yet. His decision might be due to reasons we aren’t privy to.”

She continued, “I get it; this is a big decision. For now, I’m cool with pushing it back. I’ll talk to my father about it; he’ll be fine.

I’ve got

Madelyn’s seemingly indifferent facade, she sensed an underlying pain. Her

breakfast was over, Evelyn suggested that Ethan drive Madelyn to school. He nodded in agreement,

her seatbelt into place. Only then did Ethan ease his foot onto the

his arm on the door frame. “Look, about the engagement delay,” he began, “I just need a bit more

someone, you just do. And when you don’t, you don’t. Relationships don’t have to be as

glanced down at the ring, one they had chosen together during the early days of invitation planning, and slowly slid it off her

not that little girl anymore. Even if you’re a bit older than me, I get certain things. You haven’t truly moved on from her, have you? If she’s still who your heart wants, then chase after her. Be with her. Because, you know, I’m not just some default option.” Her words were firm, but internally, a pang