Rosalie
"Was that Levi?" Evan arched an eyebrow, looking back at the retreating figure quickly walking away from us.
I avoided his gaze, "...No."
Obviously, he didn't believe me. "You know you're supposed to steer clear of him," he said quietly.
I clenched my fists. Like I didn't already know this. "I know."
He frowned at my action. "I know it sucks-"
"It's fine Evan."
It wasn't fine but he saw my facial expression and knew to leave it at that.
Confident, kind, caring, and handsome. Evan Miller's the glue that holds the Royales together, the type of person to break up a fight before it even began. A natural-born leader. Basically everything I wasn't anymore. It sometimes felt tiring always standing beside him or being compared to him like we're not two different people but it was w
