Evelyn
Two days had passed since my conversation with Jacob, and everything between us had been relatively calm. He hadn't brought up the sensitive topic again, and fortunately, I hadn't crossed paths with Tyler, despite my two trips to the store, both times forgetting the list of items I needed to buy.
I was getting forgetful these days. I didn’t know why—perhaps it was just stress or perhaps something else. Anyway, it didn’t matter.
Lately, I have been putting my cooking skills to the test. Surprisingly, I found that I was at least on par with my dad's culinary prowess, if not quite up to Jacob's level yet. Jacob knew how to cook really very well!
Another thing happened— Dad had called twice, clearly stressed out about the situation of the recent media scandal. He and Clara had even
