My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 58 Crossed Wires

Evelyn

The morning sun's despicable rays fell upon my face, rudely rousing me from the only respite I'd found after last night's ordeal. With a groan, I reluctantly sat up, though I had absolutely no intention of leaving my room. Even now, I could sense the telltale signs of my anguish-red, swollen eyes and a blotchy complexion, the result of countless tears and emotional turmoil.

Fuck, men are cruel, especially the ones who effortlessly make you fall in love with them.

But Jacob hadn't appeared cruel at first glance...

"Stop obsessing over the man who dumped you, Evelyn," I muttered to myself, trying hard to maintain my composure-god, this was just the morning, I couldn't already lose my shit.

But again, it was a struggle not to let my emotions betray me, for inside, I was a whirlwind of pain and confusion. "You've been dumped, face it."

I took a deep breath and ran my fingers through my dishevelled hair.

For a fleeting moment, as I concentrated on my breathing and the warmth of the sun's rays, my thoughts drifted to a more tranquil place. It was as if I'd found a brief peace from the storm raging within me, but it lasted only a second.

In the very next moment, memories of Jacob and me in this very bed came crashing back. I could almost feel the warmth of his body, surpassing the sun's gentle embrace, and the lingering scent of him that clung to my skin. I couldn't be sure if my senses were deceiving me, but the sensations remained vivid. The rush that surged through my veins when his piercing blue eyes locked onto mine, and the intoxicating sensation of his lips pressed against mine, flooded my mind once more.

Fuck. He indeed ruined me for other men- it was impossible to forget him.

Sighing, I mustered the strength to rise from the bed, my sanity hanging by a thread. Just as I was about to take that reluctant step forward, my gaze landed on the nightstand. There, a plate brimming with pancakes, adorned with a generous drizzle of chocolate sauce exactly as I liked it, caught my eye. Next to it sat a glass of water and a small note.

Leaning in, I snatched the note.

"Dear Evie, Please don't skip breakfast. I insist, don't! I understand you might not want to come downstairs right now, and that's perfectly okay. Take all the time you need. However, I don't want you to be too hard on yourself. By the way, your friends put in a lot of effort to prepare your breakfast. Admittedly, we had to dispose of a few burnt pancakes, but Mason, in particular, excelled in making that chocolate sauce you love so much. So, out of respect for our hard work, finish your breakfast, or there will be consequences. Or, as your dad would say, 'Your allowance will be severely affected.' No more for now! Goodbye, and I'll check in on you during lunchtime, along with your friends."

onto my lips. I couldn't have been more grateful for having them

for the plate, letting go of my

with Jacob and that bitch. If love

could move

freely ran down my cheeks, but one thing was certain, whether I could move on or not -I

***

Jacob

away; honestly, I'd lost count of how many I'd smoked by now. Sleep had eluded me completely throughout the night. All I could remember, and all my eyes could see, were the tears that had filled hers. The pain of betrayal in her voice, and the way she gazed at me as if I were

beyond anyone's control. This was the path

problems, but this time, I couldn't even do that because I had already messed up royally. Evelyn was the last person

back, and

promised

It took every ounce of strength to resist the overwhelming urge to rush back to her and pull

sound of her laughter, the intoxicating sensation

slightly. Blood oozed from the fresh wound, and a quiet

tightened when I saw her sitting on my bed, nonchalantly holding a first-aid kit on her

unfazed. "Well, I figured you might need this. You don't have the best control over yourself in these moments," she said calmly, placing the kit beside her. She then pulled out a bottle of disinfectant and a

had to

the room, right now, Chloe!" Even the sight

carried more irritation than the usual tones of concern. "What's wrong with you, huh? I come here after everything you said to me last night, and you're still acting like this? Can't you find it in yourself to

the green light to come here and put on this

no other reason to keep me at arm's length. So why are you trying so hard to avoid me? You've got no one left but me. You've already shattered your friendship with Danica because you fucked her daughter behind her back, and now you're on the edge of screwing up your friendship with Samuel, if Danica decides to spill the beans," she spat. "So, cut the crap and listen to what I

have no one by my side than a woman like you, Chloe," I yanked my hand away from her grip. "What part of this don't you understand? You and I are finished. Did you hear me? Finished. So why don't you