Evelyn
I decided to mind my own business.
After seeing that woman at Julian’s door, something inside me shut down. There was no way I was going to keep involving myself with a man who already had someone else. I had enough complications of my own. So I stayed away. I didn’t go over. I didn’t text first. On the few occasions I saw him from my window or across the lawn, I simply turned the other way and went back inside without greeting him.
It felt safer that way.
But by evening, my resolve was already cracking.
I sat on the couch with the TV on low, yet my mind kept drifting back to him — his voice, his hands, the way he had held me. I sighed softly and reached for my phone, just to check the time.
A new message notification popped up.
It was from Julian.
I opened it and froze.
It
