Chapter 133
1 stepped into my apartment, the familiar scent of home and solitude wrapping around me like aforting shroud. The day had
been emotionally taxing, with the turmoil of my recent encounters with Scarlett still fresh in my mind. All | 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 | closed the door behind me and took a deep breath, | sensed that something was amiss. The air in the apartment felt
heavy, charged with an unsettling energy. My instincts tingled with unease.
| 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.”
| 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.
“Hello, Evie,” Ste said, her voice dripping with faux politeness as she made her way toward me.
| could hardly believe my eyes. Ste was thest person | expected to find waiting for me in my own apartment. Aria looked
helpless as she stood by.
“| 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 | forced a polite smile, though it was strained. “Ste, what are you doing here?” | asked
carefully.
Ste turned to face me, her green eyes locking onto mine. Her sister’s kinder face. shed before my eyes, and | 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.”
| 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. | 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 | had to put an end to it.
| 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 | couldn’t let her revel in her antics any longer.
What do
you want?” | 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.
| 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
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and | have a future, and | won’t let you ruin it.”
| couldn''t help but roll my eyes. “Ste, you can forget about me evering around Timothy,” | 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.”
| felt a surge of anger rise within me. Ste’s veiled threats and possessiveness were infuriating, and | refused to let her
intimidate me.
“What are you talking about?” | 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, | 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?” | 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 | hadn’t prepared
for, a future | 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 | sat there, lost in my thoughts, | couldn’t help but wonder about the choices | had made and the path | 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 | couldn’t escape.
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Chapter 133
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, | decided to
move.
| leaned over and scooped up the cigarette stub that Ste had left behind, a gross symbol of her intrusion. | 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.”
| tried tough, but a new emotion swept over me. | stared down at the smeared ashes in my palm and felt a new sense of
purpose somehow. | 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.