She Posted Him, I Posted My Worth - Chapter 8: Chapter 8

Back when I'd tried to get involved, he'd brush me off—calling me nosy before storming out. Now, out of nowhere, he wanted my opinion?
"Do whatever you want," I said with a shrug.
I didn't have the energy to care about Ethan and Lily's drama anymore.
"Alright."
"I'll finish up here and come find you."
A flicker of disappointment crossed his face, but he quickly forced a smile. I stayed silent and turned away.
Exhausted from exam prep, I crashed the second I got home.
Then, in the dead of night, my phone jolted me awake. I fumbled for it, still half-asleep.
"Emma, why aren't you answering? I've called you twenty times—texted you a million!" Ethan's voice was frantic.
Almost poetic, really.
Now he was the one left hanging.
Back then, Lily would pull her midnight meltdowns—sobbing into the phone while I sat there, ignored. I'd call him, but he'd never pick up.
"Why didn't you answer?"
"I was busy. Must've missed your calls."
Busy doing what?
Cuddling Lily through her latest crisis?
His excuses were always garbage.
He'd just snap at me, call me clingy, then walk out—leaving me crying on the couch, wondering why I was never enough.
Now, my reply was flat. "I was asleep."
"Sleeping? Seriously?"