My Dad's Bestfriend

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Evelyn

"Here it is, Bianca. He confessed everything," I said softly, extending the camera to her. It had been concealed in my dress during my visit to Tyler's mansion-the sole purpose of my visit being to extract his confession, not to sleep with him. But in the end, it seemed inconsequential. Jacob was inclined to believe what suited him, and I no longer had the energy to fight for truth when he had already inflicted enough pain upon me. Far more than I could bear.

It had been Bianca's and my plan all along: to deceive Tyler into confessing without him realizing it. I would pretend to play into his desires, coaxing the truth out of him under the guise of granting his wishes. And it worked, but unfortunately, not in the manner I had anticipated.

"Are you sure you're alright, Evie?" Bianca's concern was evident in her eyes, her furrowed brow, lines of her forehead, and uneven breaths betraying her worry. "I understand Jacob royally fucked it up. He's impulsive and foolish, and I totally understand what you've been through. But could you please consider speaking to him one last time? He's been searching for you everywhere since you left. He's genuinely concerned. Maybe we could at least let him know you're here?"

"No, Bianca. Please, don't," I whispered, brushing away the tears that had welled up in my eyes. Despite my attempts to blink them away, they persisted. "If you truly want to help me, please keep me away from Jacob for these last few hours before I leave for America. I'm not in a state to even bear the sight of him. Please, try to understand..." Panic began to rise within me, my breaths growing heavier. "Just don't... I beg you, please "

"Hey, Evie... it's okay," Bianca reassured me, gently taking hold of my hand and giving it a comforting squeeze as she noticed my distress. "I won't say anything to him."

Her words prompted a sigh of relief to escape me. She wouldn't disclose my whereabouts to him. Yes, she wouldn't.

bear the thought of hating him. So it's better that it all ends like this. Maybe not on good terms, but at least in a way that if we cross paths in the future, neither of us would need to turn away. This is how it has to remain, for the better. I've forgiven all his transgressions and turned a blind eye to so much, but I can't lose myself in the process anymore. I'm done putting him before myself. Not anymore. So, please try to understand. I know you're his sister, and it must be painful for you to witness this, but trust me, it's better for him

a small sigh, her hand gently rubbing my back. Her touch provided some solace, reminiscent of Clara's, and I found myself longing for her presence. I missed Dad too-I wished I could hug him tightly and let my tears flow freely. I knew being close to him would lessen my

two," Bianca finally murmured after a while, "You two can't live without each other," this time

things deteriorate to a point where reconciliation becomes impossible. I gave him numerous

told Samuel yet?"

tightening. I fought back tears, but every fiber of my being yearned to

it go, Evie," Bianca whispered, her gaze

throat constricting with emotion as the words struggled

only increase your pain, sweetheart. Allow yourself to feel it," she urged gently, her words carefully chosen. "Crying won't harm you. It'll only ease

through the silent hall, the first tears streamed down my cheeks, Catching the moonlight peeking

Bianca murmured, her touch comforting as she patted my head.

apologize for

not sorry. He's never been sorry for what he's done-not when he kissed Chloe, not when he constantly pushed me away. He' wasn't sorry tonight when he said those hurtful things without an ounce of remorse. He

never....sorry."