He Let Childhood Sweetheart Move into His House, I Left

Summary

I'd lost count of how many times Ethan had turned me down when I asked to stay the night at his place.

"Ethan, you're no fun at all."

I grumbled.

The day before, I'd noticed someone had left a mark by my front door, the kind that flags a woman living alone.

It scared me, so I went to Ethan and asked if I could crash at his place for a few days.

He said no.

"I'll book you a hotel room for tonight."

When he saw I was upset, he softened. "I just don't want to give up my own space this soon."

"Give me a little time to get used to the idea, okay?"