Chapter 47

• Ethan put his hands in the pocket of his wedding suit, took a cold, deep breath, and ruffled his hair in frustration as the water was calm, the sound of a bird whispering, the tone of the trees howling with their sweet melodies, and their rhythmic movement were all audible.
• He then sighed and grinned as he roared loudly, scaring the birds away from their hiding places.
• He was wounded that he didn't care about any of the birds; all he could think about was his miserable life. His heart ached, and he shed a few hot tears, wiping them away with his hands.