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.

exams around the corner, I’ve got enough on my plate. Can we chat

nothing further. Behind Madelyn’s seemingly indifferent facade, she sensed an underlying pain. Her gaze toward Madelyn was filled with nothing

over, Evelyn suggested that Ethan drive Madelyn

clicked her seatbelt into place. Only then did

they halted at a red light, Ethan lowered the car window, lit up a cigarette, and leaned his arm on the door frame. “Look, about the engagement delay,” he began, “I just need a bit more time to think.

straight ahead and absentmindedly playing with the ring on her right hand, replied, “When you like someone, you just do. And when you don’t, you don’t. Relationships don’t have to be as convoluted

together during the early days of invitation

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

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