My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 24

Chapter 24 Pain

Evelyn

As I walked downstairs with Jacob, the last thing I had expected was to see a woman who seemed both familiar and unknown. Her hair, once short, now cascaded down to her waist, and her complexion appeared slightly darker, making her even more beautiful. But it was her eyes that caught my attention the most-they no longer held the gloominess I remembered; instead, they exuded pure happiness. She looked happy. Truly happy.

Standing by her side was a man, his arm wrapped around her waist, as she engaged in lively conversation with Dad and Clara.

"What's the matter?" Jacob's voice snapped me out of my daze. He looked at me with concern.

I could not answer him. However, as his eyes followed to see the sight, he soon realised the reason behind my sudden stillness.

"Oh, there she is. Jacob's here too," Clara called out, gathering everyone's attention. "Come join us."

All eyes turned towards me, and my breath quickened as years of suppressed anger began to rise. I didn't want to speak to that woman or even see her face.

"Evelyn, come on," Jacob pleaded, grasping my hand in an attempt to coax me forward.

"No. I don't want to meet her," I replied, my voice trembling as I struggled to maintain control over my emotions.

"But she's a guest. It wouldn't be polite if you just walked away," he reasoned.

"I don't care. She means nothing to me. I-I..."

"For your dad... do it for him. He invited your mom because he wants to mend your relationship," Jacob interjected, knowing exactly how to convince me. His words infuriated me and left me feeling powerless.

"Come with me," Flashing me a small smile, he pulled me along.

"Hi, everyone," he took the initiative to strike up a conversation with my mother and her boyfriend. "Evelyn was just a little nervous, so sorry for the delay."

I heard a sigh of relief from both Dad and Clara at Jacob's words. They knew I wasn't just nervous, but they wanted to avoid any awkwardness at all costs.

"Hey, Evelyn," Mom's voice reached my ears, and reluctantly, I shifted my gaze towards her, though it was the last thing I wanted to do.

Her voice held a softness, and her eyes were filled with hope, which made me feel a twinge of guilt. She understood that I wasn't happy about her presence. It was evident that she was trying to communicate her remorse.

But as the memories of everything my dad and I had endured flashed before my eyes like a projector, everything seemed to dissipate into thin air.

her,

smile visibly faltered. She tried to mask it, but her

this is Jack, your mother's fiancé," Dad interjected, attempting to diffuse

meet you," I said, my attempt

you too. Your mom talks about you all the time, and I must say, you look a lot like her," he replied warmly,

meeting you both. I hope you have a pleasant stay here. If you'll excuse me, I need

another moment, I turned around

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open

I managed to speak through my

your room all day. You can't isolate yourself

don't want to talk about anything," I sniffled, "I

leave you like this. If you don't open the door, I'll

head in the pillow, unable to stop my tears from flowing

his tone filled with

alone, Jacob. Why

yourself in your fucking room for the past six hours, refusing to talk to anyone or leave this damn den of yours. Your dad's going crazy out there,

I snapped, wiping my

down my face. The emotions churning

a five-year-old who lost a fluffy doll kinda thing or got one of those stupid glittery dolls with terrible makeup

not weird fluffy things, that's called plush toys!" I wanted to make my voice come out strong, but it still came out similar to a toddler's after crying, "And it's not a stupid glittery doll, it's

care. Unlike you, I haven't done a PhD on dolls. It's you who engages in nonsensical behaviour, and you know what? I actually thought you were smart. But intelligence seems to

me again, Jacob. Consider this

what will you do? All you can do is cry over trivial

go away before I

such a step. You're too afraid to even step out of your little den.

Furiously I wiped my tears and strode to the

dickhead,

sealing them in a fierce kiss. He kicked the door

and pinned them over my head as if making sure that

I could see on his face, he looked relieved almost

my tears, "Otherwise

at him, but this time, my reaction came out wholly contrary to what I'd thought it'd be. I found myself grabbing his collars and pulling him all the way till our lips moulded together once again. I kissed

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