Steve’s heart raced, fearing her next words would be a rejection.
Even though she was divorced, he still couldn’t muster the courage to confess.
Instead, he settled for a cautious plea: Don’t look back.
Evelyn didn’t answer. Instead, she asked, “Why do you think I would?”
Steve lowered his head, his voice muffled. “You were married for three years. Now he’s begging you. Most women would soften.”
Evelyn nodded thoughtfully, and his heart clenched.
But then she shook her head. “No. It’s over. No amount of regret can change what he did. The hurt won’t just disappear.”
“Steve, people have to move forward, don’t they?”
Her gaze returned to the data, calm and focused.
Beside her, Steve relaxed, his mood lifting.
She didn’t understand why his mood had changed so quickly, but she was grateful that she could still do whatever she wanted without any worries.
“Steve, thank you,” she said softly.
He blinked, confused.
She patted his shoulder. “Don’t space out. We’re behind schedule. Let’s speed things up.”
Steve nodded, clearing his throat.
00 pldu. Lashar And A Bullet To His Heart
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