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Roslyn, with her fiery temper cooled, finally sat next to Evangeline, content. “That’s better.” However, her relief was short–lived, as Evangeline’s next words sent her heart racing again. “You know, Roslyn, you’ve been acting super weird!” said Evangeline with a hint of drama. “Weird? How?”
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“Back in the day, you didn’t care who let you in, just as long as you got to hang with me. But now, you’re all worked up because Uncle Yale opened the door? You’ve made such a big deal out of it, even asking me to promise you stuff…
“Spill it. Are you… hiding something?”
Both Yale and Roslyn were acting odd, and the oddness always peaked when they were alone together. Evangeline could not shake the feeling that something secret was going on between them.
With Evangeline’s teasing tone and the playful lift at the end of her sentences, it was like she had hooked Roslyn’s heart and was giving it a good yank.
Roslyn’s cheeks turned a soft pink, a reaction she could not control, especially with Uncle Yale, her best friend’s relative, standing right there.
Her shyness, which did not show up often, seemed to be stuck on her face like a mask. “What kind of drama could I have in my life? My awful agent won’t stop yapping about work, work, work. Even if I wanted a little excitement, I’m just not feeling it!”
“You’ve got a point. But why is your agent so obsessed with your job?” Evangeline kept her sneaky thoughts to herself and played along with Roslyn’s complaints.
Deep down, she really did feel bad for Roslyn. Who ever heard of an agent who was all work and no play, never letting their star take a breather?
Roslyn let out a huff. “It’s all because they want to cash in on my fame while it’s hot, then kick back and retire on their pile of money. Such a low move!”
Inside, Roslyn was fuming at the shamelessness, but outwardly, she felt powerless against the destiny of being pushed around.
The girls were deep in gossip when Yale, standing outside, had to chime in.
“Ahem!”
He cleared his throat, then tapped on the door. “Evie, dinner time. Got any cravings? The fridge is bare, so you and your friend figure out what you’re in the mood for, and I’ll go fetch it!”
Evangeline was not keen on strangers invading her space, so ever since she had moved into the villa, she kept it servant–free.
Alas, they had finished off the last of the prepped food.
“Roslyn, got any food wishes?” Evangeline, ever the hostess, asked Roslyn first, since she was the guest.
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