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She had him there, Ethan thought.

Those were the exact words his buddies used when they’d taken him out to the local bar to get hammered after finding the ring and the note on the bathroom sink in the basement of the church that day.

Ethan, drunk off his gourd and egged on by a friend, had burned it in a bonfire out at Stroud’s Run Lake. He’d cursed himself and his wicked hangover the next morning when he’d wanted to read her words again. He wasn’t about to admit that now.

“You’re right,” he told her. “I just wish you’d figured it out before I put on the monkey suit.”

“I wish a lot of things, Ethan.”

The mix of sympathy and sadness in her eyes grabbed at his gut. He didn’t want her sympathy. “You did us both a favor, I guess. I was a lousy boyfriend and would’ve made a worse husband.”