DAVE
An unexpected visitor barged into my room, her face twisted into an expression so bizarre that it was almost comical. Wide eyes, lips pressed into a thin, irritated line, and that little twitch in her brow. Evie always had a way of making frustration look oddly attractive. But this? This was on the next level. If I hadn't known any better, I'd have thought she'd just walked in on me to set my body on fire.
The sunlight cast dramatic shadows across her face, highlighting the amber flecks in her blue eyes. Her chestnut red hair was pulled back in a messy bun with a few stubborn strands escaping to frame her flushed face. Even in her distress, she commanded the room with an effortless presence that made my chest tighten.
Was I shocked? Absolutely not. But let's pretend I don't enjoy seeing her like this.
The truth was, I'd been waiting for this confrontation for so long. I leaned back in my chair, feigning nonchalance, though my pulse quickened at the sight of her standing there aft
