POV: Ethan

“Okay, fine. Fire away, what do you want to know?” He asked me with a serious look on his face, pretending to be serious again. I scoffed, looking away for a few seconds and then looking back at him.

“Fine, you want to play games with me, you want to be sarcastic?

Cool!

Let’s play games, bring it on, asshole, bring it on!” I told him angrily, pushing everything on my table away as I glared dangerously at him, wishing to hell that Harper would just see him for who he is, a bloody backstabbing bastard with evil intentions.

“No, Ethan, I’m not playing games this time,I really...