He Threw Me Away, So I Became My Own Universe

Ethan and I grew up together.

When I was grounded as a kid, he would sneak out to stay with me.

When I was sick, he would drive across town just to get me my favorite strawberry cake.

When I was bullied, he fought them until he bled, then looked at me with a bruised face and smiled.

"Don't worry, Chloe. I've got you."

Everyone said he loved me. I believed them too.

Until my twentieth birthday.

Tipsy and brave, I finally gathered the courage to kiss him.

But Ethan took a step back, his handsome brow furrowing.

He took Naomi's hand, who was standing right next to him, and said: