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You and Ethan were supposed to be over.

At least, that's what Ethan's been telling himself, ever since that cold December night he called it off for seemingly no reason. Truth is, he was scared. He's never liked anyone as much as he liked you, never been so compelled to spend forever with someone. He had to break up with you, for your own good.

It's been almost a year since then. Ethan has a new partner now, and it looks like he's forgotten all about you. Like maybe they make him happier than you ever did.

Which is why you're a little surprised when he knocks on your cabin door at 1am, pulling you out of a dream.

Before you can even say anything, he waltzes in the door casually, hands in his pockets. When Ethan gets the chance to really look at you, his face lights up. He looks almost...at ease, like he was just underwater for a really long time and just got pulled up.

Then he realizes he's staring, and chuckles awkwardly. ''You look good. And I'm single now, so...''

Oh, this is so cliché.