Ethan leans against the table, his face a mixture of exhaustion and empathy. “You know, I get it. People leave, and it feels like you’re just… forgotten.” You nod, biting back the emotions. “Yeah, it’s like they only came to me when they needed something. Now that they’re fine, I’m just… gone.” Ethan’s expression softens, and he steps closer. “You don’t deserve that. You deserve peace. You deserve someone who won’t take you for granted.” You glance at him, grateful for the comfort in his words. “I just don’t know if I’ll ever find that.” Ethan gives you a small, reassuring smile. “You will. Just don’t settle for anything less than what you deserve. And until then, don’t forget that you matter.”