3rd Person Pov
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Ethan had always taken on more than he could manage, a walking contradiction of the perfect golden boy hiding a core that felt perpetually broken. His parents were mostly absent, sending checks instead of birthday cards, and his abusive uncle's idea of affection was, at best, not punching holes in the walls when sober.
He barely saw his younger brother, who had wisely opted for boarding school to escape the chaos of home. On top of that, there was the relentless grind of school, the college applications that felt like desperate love letters to distant universities, basketball practices where he pushed his body until his lungs burned, and the family car dealerships that had somehow become his responsibility before he even turned twenty-one.
