My Dad's Bestfriend
Chapter 139
Chapter 139 Hey Beautiful
Evelyn
Sixteen days had come and gone. Well, more precisely, sixteen days, eight hours, and forty-five minutes-I'd always been weak with numbers, but now I was sharp-pretty sharp. Thanks to Jacob, who might have messed up most aspects of my life, but inadvertently helped me strengthen my weakest point-math.
Did I owe him a thank you? Hell, no.
He'd shattered the most resilient part of my being-trust. Now, I knew better than to dole it out like candy on Halloween. There was a hundred percent chance it would get fucking trampled, just like that Italian bastard had done. He fucking ruined me.
God! I might never be able to fucking trust anyone!
With a groan, I rolled out of bed, my feet sliding into cozy slippers. I silenced the godforsaken alarm and stood up, stealing a glance at the mirror. The reduction in my dark circles was a welcome sign-I was making progress, and moving on. So were my dark circles, apparently.
Could I finally consider I was getting over him? Maybe, yeah.
My phone chimed, breaking the silence of the morning. Grabbing it from the nightstand, I unlocked the screen to find the familiar ID glowing-Cameron. Cameron Blake.
My newfound distraction.
I tapped into our conversation, and his text lit up the screen "Awake, beautiful?"
"Just stirring, Charmer," I replied.
"Just have to be enough of a charmer to charm you."
"Well, if you hadn't charmed me, we wouldn't be talking," I found myself smiling this time.
"I am flattered! Anyways, don't be late-I will be waiting for you at the cafe."
"I am never late."
That's why you made me wait ten
to
I pass
we are meeting today. Now bye-I gotta
warm water cascaded down in a proper
put effort into presenting myself as anything but a woman trying to mend her shattered heart after loving a man who treated it like dirt, crushed it underfoot, and
I refused to become that stereotypical heartbroken woman who spends years weeping over a sick bastard. I wanted to move forward, and Cameron stumbling upon my social media after all these years, reaching out to me, felt like a sign. He remembered me from high school, where he saw me as the most beautiful girl in class—a perception I certainly didn't share, but perhaps in his eyes, I was. He was the nerdy, shy kid back
pondered how he looked
a mystery. His social media was sparse on photos, with only a few decent side profiles, but I'd stumbled upon some abs pictures...and they were, well, you know enough to make a girl swoon,
I even
you still love me-the bitch in my
short dress, pairing it with beautiful red high heels. Grabbing a small
surveyed myself in th
mirro
and sleep, a futile attempt to escape thoughts of him. It helped me forget during the day but did nothing to spare me from the dreams where I found myself tucked
around me. His scent. His breath against mine. His lips on mine. I missed him-every part of him. As mine. When he was
flickered
like the plague. I didn't want to talk to him, no matter how much I missed him. I didn't
we please talk?"-His text flashed on the screen, sent fifteen minutes ago. I'd made the right choice by muting him, but I still couldn't help but check his messages every few hours. It became a habit. A
"Come in."
my appearance. "Wow! You look stunning, Evie,"
only I can compliment that way," I chuckled, adjusting my
she chuckled back, nudging my arm with a playful smile, "Tell me, who's
Apparently, he's had a crush on me for a while. So, I thought, why not make his evening?" I
about him," Clara urged, trying to lift my spirits,
said, distracted by the sound of my phone chiming. It
like you're running
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