My secret confession was read aloud publicly at the pool party, and I was pushed into the water right after. Ethan Reed wrapped me in his coat and warned everyone, “Say one more word about my girl, and you’ll see.” I had a crush on him for three years, always assuming he did not even know my name. But the truth was that he had long been searching for the girl who saved him on that rainy night, and the red string around my wrist proved she was much closer than he thought.
