Chapter 67
That evening, a heavy cloud of regret settled over me as I sat on the edge of my couch, my
thoughts swirling in a chaotic dance. I had really messed up. Exposing even a sliver of my
rtionship with Timothy had left me feeling as though I had betrayed our private moments, and the
weight of it pressed down on my heart like a leaden weight.
The room around me was dimly lit, the soft glow of amp casting long shadows on the walls. I
absently picked at the edge of a cushion, my gaze distant and lost in abyrinth of self-
recrimination. I reyed the conversation I had had earlier with the homeless woman, Maria, and
how my emotions had carried me away, revealing a part of my life I had sworn to keep hidden.
The sound of a distant car horn jolted me from my thoughts, and I sighed heavily, running a hand
through my hair. How had I allowed myself to be so careless? My rtionship with Timothy was
fragile enough. However, I had let my guard down, exposing a glimpse of our connection to a
complete stranger.
The memory of Maria’s probing questions echoed in my mind, and I realized how obvious her
intentions should have been. She had just seemed so innocent and open to what I had to say. She
had also appeared vulnerable, so I couldn’t have possibly refused to help her.
With the curiosity eating away at me, I checked every social media app for even a slight shift in the
#TEVIE narrative. Everything was rtively the same. Fans were still praising our supposed love
while posting fan–edits.
I set my phone aside and reclined against the couch cushions, my heart a little lighter. At least the
damage hadn’t taken form yet. I couldn’t expect that tost too long though.
With a sigh, I allowed my gaze to drift toward the window, where the night sky stretched out like an
endless canvas of twinkling stars.
Lost in my thoughts, I was shaken by a hesitant knock on my apartment door. I nced at the clock,
surprised by theteness of the hour. Who could it be at this time?
Heart pounding, I hurried to the door, my curiosity piqued. But to my bewilderment, when I swung
the door open, I found no one there. Instead, a neatly folded letter caught my eye, ced just on
top of the doormat. My fingers
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trembled slightly as I reached down to retrieve it.
My name was elegantly scrawled across the envelope, and my breath caught in my throat as saw
who the sender was. My heart was beating a mile per minute- anticipation, curiosity, and a flicker of
nervousness. With the letter clutched in my hand, I retreated into my apartment, my heart racing.
Sinking back onto the couch, I carefully opened the envelope, my fingers trembling slightly as I
unfolded the neatly handwritten pages. After drawing in a shaky breath, I began to read:
“Dear Evie,
I hope this letter finds you well. First and foremost, I wanted to thank you for joining me for dinner
the other night. It was nice being able to share a meal with someone other than the guys on the
team. I’m hoping we can make these kinds of nights habitual.
Additionally, I wanted to apologize again for making assumptions about you and Linda. I’m thest
person that should be judging anybody, especially someone as well–meaning as you. Please know
that I never meant to doubt your intentions or question your loyalty.
Also, the cake you made me was delicious! I’m technically supposed to have a strict diet for
practice, but there are certain things that I can’t refuse. I’m hoping to return the favor soon enough,
hopefully a surprise that is equally as sweet.
Throughout all this drama, you’ve shown me kindness and understanding when I needed it the
most, and I want you to know that I am sincerely grateful. You could have left me to fend for myself,
and I wouldn’t have med you for it. Still, you chose to help me out after everything I’d done.
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If it’s not too much to ask, I’m hoping that we can start anew from here. I don’t want to be the boy
that broke you over a stupid bet. You mean more to me than any stupid motorcycle.
Sincerely, Timothy”
Timothy’s words flowed across the paper, his sincerity and vulnerability apparent in every carefully
chosen phrase. My heart seemed to melt within my chest. The sincerity in his apology touched me
deeply, soothing the wounds of the past few days.
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Just as I carefully folded the letter and set it down, a suddenmotion outside caught my
attention. I rushed over and parted the curtains before pureeing out, my eyes widening in surprise.
On the grassy area below the apartment, Timothy stood, his figure illuminated by the soft glow of
streetlights.
He was tossing a frisbee with Duke who determinedly dashed to reach the flying disk before it
touched the grass. The scene before me was heartwarming–the easy smiles, the yful interaction,
the genuine joy in the simple act of spending time together.
I smiled down at them, imaging how we’d spend more days together. I felt a cool sensation on my
cheeks, and I went to dab it away, my fingers pulling back with a distinct wetness. Tears were
pouring out of my eyes, and I rushed to wipe them away before they blinded mepletely.
All too soon, the front door swung open, and Aria breezed in, her energy contagious as always. She
carried a bag of take–out in one hand and shed a bright smile at me. “Hey, Evie! I brought
dinner.”
I shoved the letter between the couch cushions and grinned at her. “Perfect timing, Aria. I’m
starving!”
Aria chuckled and set the bag on the table. “Chinese food to the rescue. So, did give Timothy the
cake?”
I nodded, a soft blush coloring my cheeks. “Yeah, I did. He loved it.”
Aria’s eyes lit up with curiosity. “Really? That’s great! What did he say?”
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I hesitated for a moment, the memory of Timothy’s heartfelt letter ying in my mind. “He said he
liked it a lot,” I replied, deciding to keep the details of the letter to myself.
Aria raised an eyebrow yfully. “Just liked it a lot? Come on, Evie, give me some juicy details.”
I chuckled, feeling a mixture of amusement and happiness. “Well, he also thanked me for believing
in him.”
Aria nudged me with an elbow. “Sounds promising.”
I followed her to the counter and watched as she took out the oyster pails and set them out on the
surface. As I popped them out to see their contents, my mind
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couldn’t help but drift to the home–cooked delicacy Timothy had made. We were probably a little too
comfortable ordering take–out all the time, as delicious as it
Was.
“I wish I could eat more of thatsagna,” I said, more to myself.
Aria had heard regardless and she looked up at me, a potsticker dangling from between her teeth.
“What aboutsagna?”
sighed dramatically, a yful pout on my lips. “Oh, Aria, I didn’t tell you. Timothy invited me over for
dinner the other night and he madesagna..”
Aria’s
eyes widened in surprise. “Lasagna? At Timothys’s ce?”
I cleared my throat, a hint of nervousness creeping in. “Yeah.”
Aria’s yful grin transformed into one of excitement. “Evie, spill the details! How was it? What did
you guys talk about? Was it romantic?”
My
y cheeks flushed, and I tried to contain my growing smile. “It was… nice. We had a good chat,
talked about random stuff.”
She still had that expectant look, and I felt obligated to burst her bubble. “And no, it wasn’t romantic,
Aria. Timothy and I are just friends.”
Aria’s gaze held a mischievous glint as she raised an eyebrow. “Uh–huh, just friends. Just a friendly
dinner between two good, ‘ol pals.”
I rolled my eyes, feeling my cheeks grow warmer. “Aria, don’t start with that. We’re really just
friends. Besides, we’re both busy with work and everything else.”
Aria’s grin widened, and she leaned in, her voice conspiratorial. “Evie, my dear, I think you’re falling
for him.”
I groaned, shaking my head. “No, I’m not. We’re friends, and that’s it.”
Aria chuckled. “Alright, Evie, keep telling yourself that.”
We settled down at the coffee table with our food, and as we ate, Aria skillfully steered the
conversation toward lighter topics. We talked about work, our ns for the weekend, and thetest
movies we wanted to watch. Aria was a master of diversion, and I appreciated her efforts to keep
my mind off certain matters.
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As dinner came to an end, Aria leaned back in her chair, her expression thoughtful. “You know,
Evie, sometimes things happen when we least expect them. Just saying.”
I sighed, gazing out of the window, my mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. “I know, Aria.
But with everything that’s happened, I don’t want toplicate things.”
Aria sighed exasperatedly. “I get it, Evie. I’m just saying, if you take the chance, it could lead to
something beautiful.”
I managed a small smile. “Thanks, Aria. I’ll keep that in mind.”
With the dishes cleared away, we helped ourselves to the cookie dough ice cream. from the freezer,
and we settled on the couch,ughter and chatter filling the air.
As the night grew darker, I couldn’t shake off the flutter of excitement in my chest. Timothy’s letter,
his heartfelt words, and the memory of our dinner together yed like a gentle melody in the
background of my thoughts. Aria’s words echoed, a reminder that sometimes, taking a chance was
worth the risk.
As Aria finally bid her goodnight and went to her room, I found myself alone with. my thoughts once
more. I settled into the couch, gazing out into the city lights that twinkled beyond my window. The
night was a canvas of endless possibilities, and as my mind wandered to the frisbee–tossing scene
from earlier, I couldn’t help but smile.
“See you at the game, Timothy,” I whispered softly, the words carrying a promise that held both
anticipation and a touch of uncertainty. With a contented sigh, I allowed myself to drift into the realm
of dreams, my heart embracing the mysteries of what could be.
Suddenly, anything seemed possible.
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