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Harbrow Valley
Evelina stared at her reflection in the nearby store's window as she tried to imagine herself fitting into the dress on display. She sucked in her stomach, hoping it would give her a slimmer figure. But after she was no longer able to hold her breath, she let it out and immediately found herself gasping for air.
All hope of ever fitting into the beautiful yellow dress faded away as her reflection reminded her once again that she was nowhere near as slim as the mannequin wearing it. At that moment, the shop owner stepped onto the display platform and adjusted the dress before taking one disgusted look at Evelina and scowling.
The older woman did not seem pleased to see an oversized woman staring at a dress that was clearly meant for someone much thinner. Not wanting to be shamed any longer for her weight, Evelina turned away and continued carrying the freshly baked muffins to the library where her friend had placed an order.
Harbrow Valley was a small town where everyone knew everyone else’s business and that meant Evelina was painfully aware of every insult thrown her way by people she saw every day... people who often smiled in her face.
Putting aside the mean look from the dress shop owner, Evelina walked into the library with a smile plastered on her face, something she had become quite skilled at over the years.
The town was small, but Evelina was thankful that ten years ago, after getting pregnant with her son, she had moved there with her husband. Together, they had built what she considered a happy family... one that many people seemed to envy.
"Good morning," Evelina greeted her best friend, Ava, who had worked as the town librarian for years and had been the one to order the muffins for her colleagues.
As soon as Ava saw Evelina's face, she smiled and straightened in her seat. "Hi, Evelina. Come here," she called out, not caring that several people in the library were urging her to keep her voice down.
"I'm so sorry for being late. I was busy staring at a beautiful dress on display and I..." Evelina paused. The smile on her face disappeared as she remembered the disgusted expression the store owner had directed at her.
Ava immediately noticed the change in her friend's expression. She had seen that look countless times before. Her gaze shifted to the way Evelina pulled down her shirt as it began to lift up. Several people nearby had already started staring, just as they always did.
Even though their town was relatively small, Ava hated how cruel people were to Evelina.
"Don't mind these people. You know how they can be," Ava reassured her, gently covering her hand. Seeing how kind Ava always was managed to bring a smile back to Evelina's lips.
"Thank you for being such a wonderful friend. Oh, I almost forgot!" Evelina exclaimed. She reached into her handbag, pulled out an invitation and handed it to Ava.
Ava accepted it, and after one glance at the card, she rolled her eyes. "Seriously? You're celebrating your ten-year anniversary with Tim?" Ava asked in a thoroughly uninterested tone.
Evelina smiled. She knew very well that Ava disliked her husband.
"Come on, Tim isn't that bad... he just has a way of dealing with things that might not be considered conventional," Evelina tried to explain.
"Oh, please. The man literally disrespects you and talks down to you because of your weight," Ava replied, making no effort to hide her dislike for him.
But the moment she saw the saddened look on Evelina's face, she sighed and rolled her eyes again. "Fine. I'll come to your anniversary party. Happy?"
"Yes, I am. Now, here are your muffins. I have to go home and prepare for the surprise anniversary party."
After saying her goodbyes, Evelina left the library. However, just as she rounded the corner outside, she froze when she heard her name being mentioned.
"Did you see Evelina just standing there and taking up all the space?" one woman said and the others burst into laughter.
Knowing they were speaking badly about her made Evelina's heart ache. She knew that it was best to leave before their words hurt her even more. Yet she remained where she was the moment she heard her husband's name mentioned.
“She walked around acting like she's so happy in her marriage. If only she knew,” the other woman laughed.
“Knew what?”
“You don't know? Every week Tim comes over to our hotel with Britney, the banker. They always rent the same room... Room one hundred and one. In fact, I left them there right now,” the other woman explained.
Hearing that sent a sinking feeling to the pit of Evelina's stomach because, as far as she was concerned, her husband was at work at the construction site. The very same site that had awarded him a major contract, one that would take place in a few months and make her husband rich.
Not wanting to stand there any longer, Evelina stepped away, her lips trembling as she refused to believe that her husband would ever cheat on her.
With determination, Evelina made her way to the Harbrow Valley Hotel, the only hotel in the small town. She slipped past the receptionist, an old woman who was nearly blind, according to the towns people. Moments later, Evelina arrived at room one hundred and one.
Her hands trembled as she pressed down on the door handle and stepped into the hotel room, her heart pounding in her chest. The living room was empty, but the sound of laughter drifted from one of the bedrooms.
Taking small steps toward the sound, Evelina began feeling sick to her stomach as she heard her husband's voice. Slowly, she pushed open the door, and her heart sank as it met the widened eyes of her husband and his mistress.
There they were, half-naked and wrapped in each other's embrace. Evelina turned around and ran out of the room. Just as she was about to exit through the main door, her husband grabbed her by the arm.
“Let me go!” she screamed as tears rolled down her cheeks.
“I want a divorce!” he yelled. Evelina immediately stopped struggling. She could not believe what she had just heard.
“What?” she asked, shocked that her husband of nearly ten years was asking for a divorce.
Tim looked around nervously, too ashamed to look Evelina in the eyes.
“I know you've probably not noticed, but Britney and I have been seeing each other for the past year. I've come to realize that I no longer love you...” he said, searching for the right words.
“But we've been married for so long!” Evelina cried.
“Yes, I know that! And you've been fat for so long. We all know that I only married you because you fell pregnant,” Tim scolded.
This time, he looked directly into her eyes as he delivered those hurtful words.
“But I thought you loved me.”
“I'm sorry. I guess I just fell out of love with you. Britney is smart, beautiful and she looks like a model. She fits perfectly into my role as a boss once the contract goes through.”
Just as Tim said those words, Britney appeared from behind him, dressed in a silk gown that hugged her slim figure. Evelina's lips trembled as she saw the loving manner in which Tim held onto Britney.
“What am I supposed to do now?” Evelina asked.
“I'm sorry, but I need you to move out by today. You can keep our son. Britney doesn't feel comfortable being a stepmother,” Tim responded harshly. Those words carved a deep wound into Evelina's heart.
Not knowing how to respond to this, Evelina quickly turned to Adrian. Immediately, she could see the tears welling up in his eyes, and a small part of her refused to believe that someone like Adrian was capable of killing anyone. She barely knew him properly, but from what she had seen, Adrian had always been cold-hearted and someone who would put himself first before everyone else.Not wanting to believe a single thing that Adrian's stepmother had said, Evelina quickly turned her attention back to the older woman and pointed her index finger at her."Don't you dare speak to Adrian like that, okay? He's not a murderer, and you cannot just walk around accusing people of such serious crimes," Evelina fired back.Beth only laughed out loud, as though everything Evelina had said was nothing more than a joke to her. Her laughter only made Evelina angrier than she already was."Oh, please. You have only just come into this family. What... a month or so ago? And
“Because of me? Why would you not want to work with that woman because of me? Did I do something wrong?” Evelina asked, panic evident in her voice. The thought of Adrian losing an important contract because of her made her feel guilty. Losing the contract meant he would be at odds with his father, and that was something she did not want.Evelina watched as Adrian climbed off his office desk and walked towards her. He stopped within an inch of her and looked down at her before taking another sip of his liquor. She watched him pull a face as the liquor burned his throat before he opened his eyes again.“She came into my office trying to seduce me. That is when I realized... her hugging me that day at the mall after we had come from cake shopping was all an act. She wanted to seduce me,” Adrian said before taking another sip.“But I don't understand. What does this have to do with you not wanting to work with her?” she asked, gen
Adrian walked toward his home office, with his father following closely behind him. When they reached the office, both men stopped and turned to face one another. Adrian could see the coldness in his father's eyes. Deep down, Adrian knew exactly why his father was at his house, and he also knew why there was so much anger in his eyes. At that moment, Adrian cleared his throat."Good evening, Father. What brings you to my house?" he asked, pretending not to know what was wrong as he noticed his father's face turning red with anger."Why was I just told by Alex this afternoon that you pushed away an important client, and it was all because of that woman?" his father asked coldly, his anger evident in every word."Father, I respect you, but..." Adrian began, his voice controlled. The more his father spoke ill of Evelina, the more irritated he became. At that moment, he knew he could not do much. After all these years, he had been trying his very best to please the old man, who never seem
She stared at him with a confused expression plastered on her face. “I bet its because of that woman you call your finacee.” she stated.As soon as those words came out of Veronica's mouth, Adrian began to wonder if her attitude the day before had all been part of a carefully planned act.It suddenly made sense to Adrian. Veronica had deliberately behaved as though Evelina did not belong in their social circle, making herself appear like the victim while subtly painting Evelina as the outsider.In that moment, Adrian felt guilt heavier than anything he had ever experienced. He had spent his entire life despising the arrogance of wealthy people, yet without realizing it, he had slowly begun to resemble them."Why do I feel as though you planned this entire thing?" Adrian asked calmly, his sharp eyes fixed on Veronica. "Yesterday, when you were speaking to me, you intentionally ignored my fiancée, didn't you?"Veronica remained silent.She neith
In the end, both Adrian and Evelina opted for a red velvet cake for their wedding. After Evelina had told him that during her first wedding she never had a celebration or even got to choose a wedding cake because there simply wasn't one, Adrian could not help but feel guilty. For the remainder of the appointment, he became far more involved, offering his opinions on everything from the flavor and decorations to the colors and finishing details.Once they had finalized their order, the two thanked the baker before saying their goodbyes.As they stepped out of the bakery, Adrian instinctively reached for Evelina's hand and intertwined his fingers with hers.The gesture immediately drew the attention of other couples walking through the luxurious mall. Several people smiled warmly as they looked at them, believing they were witnessing a couple deeply in love.Evelina forced herself to smile, if only they knew the truth.More than anyone else, she knew e
FlashbackAdrian stood frozen as he watched his stepbrother, James, collapse onto the floor after being shot. For a split second, his mind went completely blank before instinct took over. He rushed toward James, who lay on the floor with blood pouring from his mouth after being shot multiple times in the stomach.Beads of sweat rolled down Adrian's brow as he cradled his step-brother in his arms, gently shaking him in the desperate hope that he would open his eyes. All Adrian could hear were the painful gurgling sounds escaping James's throat. Looking across the room, he saw the woman who had pulled the trigger. She was a complete mess. Her face was swollen from crying for what seemed like hours, and her trembling hands slowly released the gun, allowing it to fall onto the floor with a loud clatter.Realizing that she would be of no help, Adrian repeatedly screamed, "Somebody call 911!"







