Chapter 4.

Ethan didn't do anything to me, he just told me to go to bed in a mild manner as if nothing had happened. I also settled down for a few days and was exceptionally well behaved. But I could detect that his eyes were glued to me at all times, passionate and blunt, and repressing some heavy emotion. I was so depressed I wanted to run. Even if Ethan says he loves me. Joke's on you. Love is nothing in the face of life. I'm running out of lives, so let's back off on the love talk and all that. Today, Ethan went to work anyway, and as usual, I wanted to use the hundred dollars he gave me as a lifesaver, write a distress message, and throw it through the window. But I can't find my pen. All the pens in the house disappeared into thin air. I realized something. Yeah, Ethan's so smart, how could he not see my little trick? I have to run today. Looking at what was left of the house, and the tightly closed door, I thought about it and set my sights on the window eventually. The only