TIMOTHY POV
The afternoon sun hung lazily in the sky as Timothy found himself caught in an unexpected conversation with Evie’s mother, Mia. Her presence wasn’t entirely surprising, but the timing felt inconvenient. Mia was cordial, but Timothy couldn't shake the feeling of discomfort that lingered during their exchange.
“I hope you and Evie have been getting along well,” Mia commented, her gaze holding an inscrutable intensity.
Timothy nodded, trying to mask his unease. “We’re doing fine. She’s been really busy with work.”
Mia’s eyes seemed to linger, probing for more than Timothy was willing to reveal. She was enigmatic, her expressions guarded. “I’m glad to hear that. We’ll talk later, Timothy.”
Relieved to excuse himself from the conversation, Timothy made a quick departure. The pr
