Broken Dreams Stories

Chapter 81

“Hey. Ray! What’s up!” Evelyn asked the moment the call connected.

“Evelyn! You will not believe what just happened!” Rayna’s voice came through loud and high–pitched, nearly causing Evelyn to pull the phone away from her ear.

Evelyn’s smile faded as she heard the strain in Rayna’s voice. “What happened? Are you okay?

Rayna’s breath was coming out in gasps, like she had been running or maybe just talking a mile a minute. “I wish the ground would just open up

and swallow me,”

“Calm down, Ray. What’s wrong?” Evelyn asked, concerned.

“I ran into him. Evelyn, ran you believe it? I ran into the guy from the club again?””

ere did you meet him?”

Evelyn’s eyes widened. “Wait, you mean Ethan‘ The guy you called a pervert last night? Where

“He came to the bakery! Can you believe that?” Hayna’s words tumbled out, her excitement palpable. “You should have seen his face He was so angry when he realized I baked the muffins he ate, Evelyn. If looks could set someone ablaze, he would have set me and the Bakery ablaze. And then-”

“Kayna, slow down,” Evelyn intermapted, trying to keep up with her friend’s rapid speech. “He was at the bakery, and he recognized you. What did you say to him?”

Rayna’s voice dropped slightly, tinged with a hint of frustration. “I didn’t even get a chance to say anything! He stormed out before I could explain or apologize. Can you believe that? He just walked out Evelyn!”

concern washing over her. “Maybe it’s for the best,” she said, trying to soothe her friend. “I mean, he probably needs time to cool off. But I’m

done the same in my shoes,” Rayna said

up a meeting or something? You

head. “No, I think I might run into him again. I’m starting to think this might be

mised a brow, “Fair”

see, Evie? This has to mean something. I mean, what are the odds of running into him again! First, we met at the club, and I had

Rayna continued as if

at the

know his brother?” Evelyn asked

If this were a movie or one of those romance web novels I love, it would mean we’re

tugged at her lips. “Rayna, seriously? You need to stop watching so

What if this is fate? What if I meet him again by coincidence? That would be the third time. Isn’t there

let’s say you do run into him again. What then? Are you

on the other end

d then

to be my boyfnend. I mean, why not! Every romane almost see Rayna’s mischievous

maybe what happened at the club was

with asking a guy you’ve already called a pervert to be your

work.” Kayna shot back, her tone

remind you that he told you you

weren‘

caught a whiff of something acrid. She turned her head towards the kitchen, the stuell od scaunching kaming teaching her nose. Her eyes widened in horror. “Oh no, the food?” she