Chapter 133
1 stepped into my apartment, the familiar scent of home and solitude wrapping around me like a
comforting shroud. The day had been emotionally taxing, with the turmoil of my recent encounters
with Scarlett still fresh in my mind. All I wanted was a moment of peace, a chance to collect my
thoughts and find some sce in the quiet of my own space.
But as I closed the door behind me and took a deep breath, I sensed that something was amiss.
The air in the apartment felt heavy, charged with an unsettling energy. My instincts tingled with
unease.
I turned to find Aria standing nearby. She looked shell–shocked, her face pale and stiff.
“Evie,” she began, her voice hesitant, “there’s someone here to see you.”
I furrowed my brow, puzzled by the hesitancy in her tone. “Who is it?”
Before Aria could respond, the source of the unease made herself known. Ste Fitzgerald, with an
air of entitlement, stepped out from the shadows of my living
room.
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“Hello, Evie,” Ste said, her voice dripping with faux politeness as she made her way toward me.
I could hardly believe my eyes. Ste was thest person I expected to find waiting for me in my
own apartment. Aria looked helpless as she stood by.
“I tried to keep her out,” Aria muttered under her breath, shooting me an apologetic nce.
Ste didn’t wait for an invitation as she made herself at home in my apartment, casting a critical
eye over our belongings. “Nice ce you’ve got here,” she remarked casually, her fingers trailing
over a bookshelf filled with my cherished.
novels.
My patience was wearing thin, but I forced a polite smile, though it was strained. “Ste, what are
you doing here?” I asked carefully.
Ste turned to face me, her green eyes locking onto mine. Her sister’s kinder face. shed before
my eyes, and I shook my head.
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“We need to have a chat, Evie,” she replied, her tone carrying an air of finality. “There are some
things we need to discuss.”
I couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread settling in the pit of my stomach. Ste’s presence alone
was enough to send my stress levels skyrocketing. I had distanced myself from her and the painful
memories of our past for a reason. Now, here she was, invading my sanctuary.
Aria cleared her throat, clearly ufortable with the situation. “I’ll leave you two alone,” she said,
giving me a sympathetic look before heading toward her own
room..
As the door closed behind Aria, Ste turned her attention back to me, her gaze unwavering. “I
hope you don’t mind,” she said, a hint of mockery in her voice. “I just wanted to catch up.”
Ste’s presence in my apartment had already pushed the boundaries of my patience, but as she
continued to roam about, making herselffortable and taking liberties with our belongings, my
frustration reached a breaking point. She was like a storm, leaving chaos and destruction in her
wake, and I had to put an end to it.
I watched in silence for a moment, my irritation simmering beneath the surface. Ste had a way of
getting under my skin like no one else, and she was doing it purposefully. But I couldn’t let her revel
in her antics any longer.
What do
you want?” I repeated through gritted teeth. “You didn’t break into my apartment just to make
yourself at home.”
Ste turned to face me, her expression smug as she lit a cigarette with an exaggerated flourish.
The smell of the smoke filled the room, adding to my growing annoyance. She took a long drag, her
eyes locked onto mine as if daring me to challenge her.
I couldn’t help but wince as she let the ashes fall haphazardly onto our couch. She then took
another drag from her cigarette, her gaze unwavering. “I want you to stay away from Timothy,” she
dered, her voiceced with a possessive edge.
The mention of Timothy caught me off guard. “Timothy?”
Ste’sughter was like a mocking melody, grating on my nerves. “Oh, Evie,” she taunted, “don’t
y coy with me. You know exactly why I’m concerned. Timothy
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and I have a future, and I won’t let you ruin it.”
I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. “Ste, you can forget about me evering around Timothy,” I
stated tly. “I have no interest in him.”
Ste’s expression shifted, her eyes narrowing as she stubbed out her cigarette on our coffee table,
leaving a searing mark.
“You think this is a game, Evie?” she hissed, her voice a dangerous whisper. “Timothy won’t have
any more room for you after a while.”
I felt a surge of anger rise within me. Ste’s veiled threats and possessiveness were infuriating,
and I refused to let her intimidate me.
“What are you talking about?” I demanded, my voice steady.
Ste smirked, a wicked gleam in her eyes as she stood in the door frame, blocking my path.
“Because, darling,” she replied, her tone dripping with malice, “Timothy is going to be a father
soon.”
The words hit me like a sledgehammer, and for a moment, I couldn’t process what she had just
said. Timothy, a father? It was inconceivable. My mind raced with questions, doubts, and fears.
“Why are you telling me this?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
Ste’sughter was cold and heartless as she delivered the final blow. “Because, Evie,” she
taunted, “you can’tpete with a child. Timothy will have his hands full, and you’ll be nothing but a
distant memory.”
With that, she mmed the door behind her, leaving me standing in the wake of her intrusion, a
searing mark on my heart to match the one on our coffee table. My mind was in turmoil, and the
weight of Ste’s revtion settled in.
I sank onto the couch, my thoughts a whirlwind of confusion and sadness. Timothy, a father? It was
a reality I hadn’t prepared for, a future I hadn’t envisioned. The thought of him moving on, starting a
family without me, was a painful realization that cut to the core of my being.
As I sat there, lost in my thoughts, I couldn’t help but wonder about the choices I had made and the
path I had chosen. The conflicts with the firm, the proposal from Scarlett, and now the revtion
about Timothy–it all felt like a series of hurdles and heartaches that I couldn’t escape.
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After a few minutes passed, Aria reentered the room and spotted me sitting frozen on the edge of
the couch. She rushed over and pulled me into an embrace, rubbing my shoulders as if to thaw me
out of my position. Eventually, I decided to
move.
I leaned over and scooped up the cigarette stub that Ste had left behind, a gross symbol of her
intrusion. I couldn’t even picture her as a mother, especially given the fact that she was still
smoking.
“Next time,” Aria murmured, “I’ll just m the door in her face. She left a smell. and everything.”
I tried tough, but a new emotion swept over me. I stared down at the smeared ashes in my palm
and felt a new sense of purpose somehow. I wiped the remnants along my pantleg and reached into
my pocket for Scarlett’s number.
Little did Ste know that she’d just ignited a fire.
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