Timothy trained his eyes on me. “That’s your birthday?” I nodded urgently. It wouldn’t effect their day at all, but it would taint mine knowing that Timothy was taking Stella Fitzgerald’s hand in marriage. Stella's response was dismissive, her focus solely on her wedding plans. "Well, you can ce
The night was dark and oppressive as I unlocked my front door, the weight of the day's revelations bearing down on me like a suffocating cloak. I couldn't wait any longer; I had to call Penny and share the shocking news that had unfolded. As I paced back and forth in my dimly lit living room, I dial
Penny didn't buy my half-hearted denial, and her persistent gaze made me feel uneasy. "Evie, you can't lie to me. I’ve seen the looks you give him, whether you hate him or not." I sighed, realizing that Penny wouldn't let this go. "Maybe there's still a small part of me that wonders about what cou
The next morning, as promised, Penny sent the developed photos over in the mail. She’d tucked them away into a pleasant little envelope, hiding away its dark interior. She’d added a little note inside, " I got the photos developed! I'll send the digital copies to you soon as possible." I held it
I forced a smile, my voice carefully neutral. "I just wanted to be supportive, Stella. It's an exciting time for you, after all." Stella's gaze lingered on me for a moment, as if she were trying to decipher my true intentions. "You’re so weird." Before I could respond, the seamstress finished th
EVIE POV Stella dropped the singed photos into the nearby trash can and let them burn. The flames danced and consumed the images, leaving behind nothing but charred remnants. Stella's eyes were ablaze with a mixture of anger and triumph as she watched the photos disintegrate. "Evie, you really s
Timothy was pulled from his thoughts when he heard his phone chiming on the chair with his belongings. He excused himself before grabbing his phone and seeing the name "Ethan" flashing across the screen. When he picked up, he heard his friend's voice trembled with urgency. "Timothy, you need to ge
The evening at the restaurant had been long and tiring. The clattering of dishes, the hustle and bustle of the kitchen, and the demands of the customers had left me drained. As I stepped out into the cool night air, all I wanted was to get into my car and drive home, away from the chaos of the day.