Eva’s POV
I hit my leg on the wall repeatedly recalling Evie's words about me. A wave of anger and heat builds in my blood and I felt like throwing hot water at her not so pretty face. But because of Adam, I stopped myself from doing anything. I didn't want any kind of trouble for him.
But how dare she open her mouth only to speak rubbish about me. The more I was thinking about what she said, the more I was getting angry at her and myself.
Why did I even let her open her mouth?
“Eva, here you are,” Adam’s voice hit my eardrum. I immediately turned my face away from him and felt ashamed to match my eyes with him. Again! He needed to listen to my dreadful past. This time he will find me pitiful.
“You would get cold,” he said as I was wearing a sleeveless dress. He wrapped his coat aroun
