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Lena's POV

I could feel that Ethan was looking at me intensely, all his gaze on me like he was scared that something might happen to me, and he didn't want to let me out of his sight. I focused my mind on the chair. It wasn't easy; it was a tough struggle for me, more than I wanted to admit.

Each time I tried and failed, the frustration got closer to the surface, threatening to spill over, to completely take over my resolve, but I wasn't about to give up on trying and pushing harder. I had to do a lot more if I needed to even have...