I watched Ella approach. God she was so beautiful. But then again, she always looked beautiful to me. I remember all the times I used to stare at her from my bedroom window, watch her concentrate on her writing. There wasn’t ever I time I didn’t really feel like Ella wasn’t the one for me, even when she was with Noah.
But then, I noticed something in her face and the way she moved as she came closer to me. Her steps were hesitant and her face etched with worry. My gut twisted. Something was seriously wrong. As she got closer, I could see the unease in her eyes, and my heart sank. What had happened since our last conversation? What had shaken her so deeply?
"Hey," I said, skating over to her. "What's wrong?"
Ella hesitated, and I could see the struggle in her eyes. She didn't want to b
