“Go, Timothy!” Aria jammed her foam finger in the air, disregarding the box of popcorn that fell from her lap. Lucas was stretching his neck, trying to get a good view of the action despite the people standing in front of us. “I still have no idea what’s going on,” he admitted aloud, looking to me
He turned toward me, his hazel eyes bright with a mixture of exhaustion and exhilaration. "Evie!" he greeted, his voice warm and genuine. As he neared, his broad shoulders seemed to fill the space between us. "I can't believe you came to watch," he added, his tone laced with appreciation. "Of cours
Timothy: I didn’t mean to scare you off...I glanced at the texts briefly before dismissing them, my cheeks tinged with a subtle shade of pink. Despite the warmth of my face, I focused my attention back on my work, determined to bury the awkwardness of our encounter. As I typed, the emails began to
My fists clenched, and I took a step closer to him, my voice dripping with venom. "You have no idea what it takes to succeed, Jasper. I've suffered my share of sleepless nights to get where I am. And if you think for a second that I got here by compromising my integrity, you're sorely mistaken." He
Stepping into Mr. Erickson's office felt like entering the lion's den. The dim lighting cast an air of formality over the space, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of apprehension as I closed the door behind me. Mr. Erickson, with his imposing presence and air of authority, was seated behind his
A bitter taste of disillusionment settled in my mouth. How many more people were going to take advantage of me? How many more obstacles would I have to overcome to truly be recognized for my skills and dedication? As my fingers absently tapped on the keyboard, I couldn't help but think of Timothy.
I returned his smile, the corners of my lips curling up in response. "Just heading home," I said. I suppose I should’ve recognized his car from last time, but that was also when he’d been stabbed by Bruce, so my senses weren’t exactly attentive. Timothy frowned. "Walking alone in the city at this h
Finally, Timothy cleared his throat, his voice breaking through the stillness. "So, how was work today? Assuming that’s why you’re dressed so formally." I shifted in my seat, my heart rate quickening as I turned to face him. "Oh, you know, the usual," I replied with a carefully subtle smile, my att