Chapter 30-Adrian
She hadn’t said much since morning. Just a few polite answers, then silence again.
It wasn’t the kind of silence that brought peace — it was the kind that made you feel you’d done something wrong and didn’t even know what. But then, I knew why she was giving the silent treatment.
Evelyn sat out on the balcony, legs stretched out on the lounge chair, a book in her hand. The sun kissed her skin like it wanted to stay. Her hair spilled over the armrest, soft and messy, and her legs were crossed in a way that left too much bare skin showing. Even the sunlight seemed to appreciate the view.
And me? I was losing my mind.
I leaned on the doorway, watching her flip a page, her lips curling slightly — she was smiling at whatever she was reading. That smile wasn’t for me, a
