Evelyn's POV
Evelyn shifted in her seat, her fingers tapping lightly against her phone screen as she waited for the call to connect.
“Carmen, please pick up,” she whispered under her breath.
Finally, a familiar voice crackled through the phone. “Evelyn? Don’t tell me you finally remembered I exist.”
Evelyn laughed softly, the sound half-relief. “Of course I remember. I just… things have been, complicated.”
“Complicated? Girl, you’re living in a billionaire’s mansion. I’m out here eating ramen, and you’re talking about complicated?” Carmen teased, but Evelyn could hear the curiosity simmering beneath the joke.
“I want you to come visit,” Evelyn blurted out. “Today, if you can. Please.”
There was a pause. “Visit? In his mansion? You’re serious?”
“Yes. I already asked, and Damian sai
