I messed up

Ethan’s P.O.V

“Is the soup not to your liking?” Junis’ curious voice tore me out of my train of thought, I glanced at the already cold soup, I stopped twirling the spoon around the soup, and a small frown crawled up to my face. “Is it bad?”

“Junis,” I called him tapping on the table, he stared down at me, he nodded understanding the assignment and he pulled out a chair for himself.

“This old man probably has no reasonable answers to your question, but I could render you the services of lending a listening ear.” I scoffed this old man thinks too highly of himself but he is the closest thing to a father for me. “What would you like to ask?”

“Is it possible for a girl who hates me to stop hating me?” I was a bit open about my question because I trusted him enough to seal his lips.

“If you are talking about Miss Chandler then I’m afraid, it is going to be a difficult task,” I felt my heart sink at the opinion, I knew that much but hearing it from Junis made me feel even worse. “I’ve s