My heart stopped beating for a split second as his voice echoed in my head. 'I love you, Paris.' He whispered. I closed my eyes for a few seconds waiting for the rate of my heart beat to go back to normal. As I slowly opened the door, I noticed he was sat down on the ground, his back against the wall with his arms around his head. I sat down next to him and placed my head just against his shoulder until he looked down on me. 'I'm sorry.' He mumbled, 'I did-' I placed my index finger against his soft lips. 'I'm going to admit. What you did was out of order. But will you just answer my question truthfully?' He gazed at me for a few seconds before a smile appeared on his face. He slowly nodded his head. 'Do you love me because I'm Ariana or only because I look like your wife and I remind you of her?' He frowned at me before shaking his head. 'Are you crazy?' He laughed, 'That's not true.' He cupped my cheeks and smiled, 'I love you because you're Ariana.' I stared down at the ground. He placed his finger on my chin forcing me to look up at him. 'Believe me.' He murmured. 'Really?' I paused, 'Because every single day you always seem to bring up your wife in all our conversations.' He frowned at me, 'I love you.' He whispered. I faked a smile at him and shook my head, 'I'm sorry but... I-' 'Please, can we just go outside and talk about this. I think we both need some fresh air.' As we walked around the corner from our house, I saw Ethan and Bella holding hands from a distance...
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Is This Destiny? 3
Teen FictionNow that Ariana's dead, Ethan has no choice but to move on. But why can't he? Why does he still feel as though she's still alive? Ethan meets a new girl who he ends up starting to fall for due to her similarities with Ariana but this girl has a big...
