Evelyn's POV
“What? You’re not going after new men anymore?”
Maddie yanked off her Cartier rimless glasses so fast it was almost aggressive, her voice jumping at least three octaves. She dropped them onto the table with a sharp clack, loud enough that the couple at the next table actually paused mid-conversation to glance over.
I, on the other hand, took my time.
I lifted my latte, slow and unbothered, and took a small sip. The foam left a soft warmth against my lips, grounding me for a second before the interrogation began.
Before she could spiral into the conclusion that I’d suddenly given up my entire revenge plan—
I decided to salvage my reputation.
“Relax,” I said calmly, setting the cup down. “It’s not that simple.”
Maddie narrowed her eyes at me immediately.
The look was su
