“Love is a fabric which never fades, no matter how often it is washed in the water of adversity and grief.”
--Robert Fulghum
Evelyn’s POV
I was sitting in a quiet corner of the Cloud Cafe waiting for Genevieve, with one hand resting on my cheek and the other constantly stirring my coffee.
The phone prompts me to receive a message from Lance, but I don't want to open it. My thoughts are very confused now, I can't think in a calm way, let alone how to face Lance.
From the first time I met Penelope at the banquet, this woman has always made me feel uneasy. Well, no one can ignore her husband’s ex-girlfriend. Love is selfish and exclusive. When one is in love, it is a matter for just a couple, and a third person is not allowed to exist. But one will not only love one per
