EVE.
Yes. That's it.
He knew me.
I was doomed. He saw my face!
I stood frozen, caught in the grip of those cold, merciless eyes. The atmosphere around us felt like ice, almost as if something had broken inside this space and sucked the warmth out with it.
"I'm… Uh…” My voice broke. The words were there, trapped behind my tongue, but none of them made it out. What was I even supposed to say?
Sorry for what?
For stealing from him? Or sorry for being a shameless w***e for just one night that was about to ruin my life forever?
"To think that I'd combed round your stupid town, looking for you..." He scoffed again, but his lips didn't even twitch. His voice was cold and detached. No hint of emotion, anger, or rage. Just… emptiness.
"Yet, here you are... Stepsister," the condensation i
