ADRIANNA

Ethan held my hand as we walked out of the building. Eyes were on us, but I couldn’t care one bit as all I cared about was his soft but firm hands that held me so tightly, like he never wanted to let me go.

We walked to the parking lot, and Ethan brought out a key from his pocket, which I figured was a car key.

He held it towards a car, and it made a beeping sound. Ethan walked me to the passenger’s door, and opened it for me, watching me as I entered before closing the door. He turned around and walked to the other side....