to the fancy restaurson Evangeline and tank sat down their wine gla Ten when Day were kide
laughing and sharing stories.
The candlengre flickered across Evangeliewe face, highlighting her flawless makeup. She was breatheaking, and has dark red checkered dress only added to her sophisticated allure.
Hark wet a chatterbox, always knowing hatt what to say to get a big laugh out of Evangeline.
Whenever he did, Evangeline felt a thrill she had not felt in ages
Everyone said a great mariage should make life even sweeter if there was only pain, however, then it
was clear as day–that marriage was a mistake
She was getting more caught up in the evening by the minute.
Then out of nowhere, her phone buzzed with a notification.
It was Walter
If you don’t show up. I have no choice but to prove my point by releasing this video.]
Beneath the message was a clip
The thumbnail showed her, cheeks rosy and looking utterly smitten.
The background was unmistakable–it had been from that time at the Gordon family’s place
Her hand suddenly trembled. She could feel the rage bubbling up inside her.
Walter had been such a creep, a total sleazeball! Who even thought of recording a video at a time like
that?
[Walter
I’m not a patient guy, and when I’m ticked off, my hands get shaky. Better make it quick, Evie. Wouldn’t want my twitchy fingers to accidentally send out that video, huh? That’d be really bad for you!
“Just a headache, sorry.” She felt awful about it. She was the one who had asked Hank out, and now she was bailing on him.
With the clock ticking, she latched onto Hank’s concern as her escape route, unable to come up with arrything better.
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