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After that brief conversation, Ethan and I didn't talk much.

I went to take a shower, put on different clothes suitable for the city, and dressed presentably since I would be meeting someone. I imagined it might be his brother, as he had mentioned him a few days earlier.

As we drove in his car, he remained silent, focused on the road, while I looked out the window at the buildings, people, and stores. I realized that I only knew the other side of the city, and this part was unfamiliar to me. I was about to ask Ethan where we were going when a sign indicating we were in the south of the city answered my question.

After about 10 more minutes, I noticed that we were entering a residential area with moderately sized houses, similar to Isabella's residences but a bit more humble.

Ethan parked in front of one of the houses and looked at me intensely.

"What's going on?" I asked, feeling nervous about his gaze.

"Are you ready?"

"Who am I going to meet?" I asked, still nervous.

Ethan smiled at