He Wanted Me Gone—Until I Left

At eighteen, fueled by alcohol, I confessed my feelings to Ethan Lynwood.

He was my guardian. He had saved me from a fire when I was twelve, and I had loved him for ten whole years.

Instead, he reacted with utter disgust. "Stella, what kind of sick thoughts are rattling around in your head?"

He quickly found a girlfriend, Chloe, just to make me give up.

Ethan asked me to design their engagement rings myself.

I didn't want to design wedding rings for the man I loved, knowing they were for another woman.