"T-Timothy?" I stuttered, the streetlight casting a soft glow on his features. "I'm sorry for startling you," Timothy said, his voice carrying a hint of worry. "I wanted to surprise you, but I guess this was ill-timed all things considered. I also wanted to check on you and see if you were okay."
"Evie!" Mia's voice cracked suddenly, and she rushed towards me, tears welling up in her eyes. "Are you okay? I saw everything on the news about what happened!" "Mom?" I blinked in surprise, my mind scrambling to comprehend her sudden appearance. She reached me in seconds, her arms enveloping me in
But Mia wouldn't relent, her enthusiasm unwavering. "Oh, not tonight, but some other time. We could watch a movie or something. Please?" I felt torn, but Mia's insistence was undeniable. I sighed, knowing it might be easier to agree. "Alright, fine. We can hang out for a little while." Mia beamed
As I trudged up the stairs to my apartment, exhaustion of it all had begun weighing me down. The only solace was the thought of sinking into the comfort of my own bed. But as I fumbled with the keys to my door, my heart raced with unease. Aria was on the couch, typing something on her laptop, when
My heart skipped a beat. Jasper? What could he have possibly done now? I leaned in closer, my curiosity peaked. "Jasper? What did he do this time?" Sarah's lips formed a tight line as she leaned in, lowering her voice. "He went to the executive committee, telling them all about your so-called ‘har
My jaw clenched at his dismissive attitude. "Actually, it does concern me. This is a place of work, and your impromptu inspection is disrupting our workflow." Mr. Litchfield chimed in, his tone patronizing. "Ah, and the young manager continues to speak. Quite assertive, isn’t she?" I held back a r
As I exited the office building, the crisp evening air greeted me, carrying the scent of rain and distant traffic. Parked neatly by the curb was Timothy, leaning against his car, his silhouette outlined against the fading daylight. He looked up as I approached, a small smile gracing his lips. "Hey,
“Hi, Ethan! He’s been sweet,” I said, patting Timothy on the cheek. Ethan looked bewildered, and his eyes darted between Timothy and me. “You remember me?” “Who could forget that goofy hair?” Timothy joked, ruffling Ethan’s floppy blonde hair. Ethan then punched him in the arm. Another teammate l