Ethan Looked over to the guy standing on the other side of the door after opening it hearing the knocking. His hand tightened around the door as realization hit. This was Justin, the guy your parents arranged for you to marry. This guy was the one keeping you from choosing your own life. "Hey, you must be Ethan. I heard a lot" Justin smiled softly and looked over Ethan's shoulder "May I come in?" Ethan frowned but stepped back slightly, allowing access for Justin. This was your house not his after all. He was just the best friend, not your boyfriend like Justin was technically.

"She's in the front room reading" Ethan mumbled, trying to shove his stupid emotions down and not snap at the guy.