William's POV
It had been weeks since I returned home from Ethan's house. Life was slowly going back to normal, but everything felt a little different now. I stood in front of my mirror, getting ready for school. I brushed my hair carefully and put on my school uniform. These past few days with Ethan had been very great. I caught myself smiling more often without even realizing it. Ethan called me every day to check on me. Sometimes I called him first, but he mostly did the calling. He also sometimes picked me up for dinner or shopping. I had grown to like him more — in the way I should. He made me feel safe and special. Okay, enough thinking about him. I needed to finish getting ready or I would be late for school.
I walked downstairs and greeted my parents. Mom was in the kitchen making breakfast, and Dad was helping her.
"Good morning," I said with a smile.
Mom looked up and smiled back. "Good morning, sweetheart. How are you feeling today?"
