"Hush, Ethan," she hushed him, her voice barely above a whisper. There was a hint of fear in her eyes, as though she feared the consequences of their encounter being overheard by others. Attempting to regain control of the situation, she spoke with a pleading undertone, her voice tinged with remorse. "Please, Ethan, I can explain," she implored, as if she yearned for him to understand her actions, to grant her some form of forgiveness.His surprise began to simmer beneath the surface, and he demanded answers, desperate to understand the situation. "Can you tell me who he is?" he demanded, his voice brimming with frustration. "You don't have to sabotage us, Ethan," she pleaded, her voice tinged with both vulnerability and frustration. Her words carried a heavy weight, revealing a truth that had been kept hidden. "He's my boyfriend," she admitted, her voice wavering slightly. "But he's not from a rich home, and I am sure Dad would reject him if I told him about this."As she spoke, sa
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