Mag-log in-Dominic-Vanessa and I never cared for these things, but with Alex and Eve involved, she wanted to be there—so much so that she dragged me out of bed yesterday and made me come all the way out here.Today, I was assigned to coach the team leads, which meant proximity to Eve and her blistered hands and her determined refusal to look at me for more than three seconds.I let her avoid me. It was more interesting to watch her try.On Friday afternoon, while I wandered around the marina, I found the accounting team captain and another member behind the equipment shed. There was something off about them. Their voices hummed low, head bent over a phone. I didn't announce myself, I simply stood in the shadow of the building and listened.“Yes sir, we're doing our best out here. Although the marketing team is quite competitive, they're no match for us,” the captain was saying.“Good stuff. Just make sure to do your parts and leave the rest to me,”I knew that voice anywhere. It was Mr Rogers
EVEI stood at the edge of a wooden platform, listening to a sunburnt man named Coach Scott explain “boating” to us, the participants.I zoned out, listening to the facilitators orientation instead. And for very specific reasons too. Alex was there.Their group was situated about ten feet away from across us, and Alex wouldn't stop making eye contact with me. It was the only way we could communicate without getting attention.After Ana's discovery the other day, Alex and I had to set up some ground rules to keep our relationship secret.I was just about to steal another glance at him when Coach Scott’s voice cut in, loud and sharp.“Hey, you. Velma with the bun,” he barked at me. “You're team four. You're the captain.”I blinked. “Wait What? Me?”“Captain.” He didn't look up from his clipboard. “New face. Too happy. Captain.”That was it? I was being punished for looking too happy?I didn't realize Ana was by my side until she leaned in and whispered. “Congratulations, our lives are o
-Eve- I had never been to a police station, not even when Sal nearly got us arrested. She had called me twice already, and once again, I ignored it. I wouldn't be here if she had just kept her big mouth shut. The police station smelled like antiseptic mixed with sweat and distress. I sat on a hard plastic chair, counting ceiling tiles till I lost track and started over. My heart raced faster than it should've. What if they hooked me up to a lie detector? What if I'm arrested? What if— “Put yourself together, Eve.” I blurted out. At the same time, the door opened. Detective Harris entered, holding a folder with an unreadable expression. Behind him, a voice I knew. Raymond. Yes, he stopped being my father the day he told me not to look for Rachael. My heart sank. He walked past me without stopping. Dark suit, briefcase, and that judgemental look on his face. He spoke to Harris in a low tone, too quiet for me to catch. But I saw the folder. The name on the tab. Co
-Dominic-My lips twitched as I pulled away from Eve's building. I imagined the look on her face when she opened the bag, the conflicted rage too.I let out a dry chuckle, then caught myself. I had to be at the Langley's in an hour, at Mother's stern request. Also, it was time Grace Langley and I had a chat.The dinner table stretched too long for six people. My father sat to my right, my mother to my left, her hand resting on mine beneath the table cloth like a silent warning.Please behave yourself tonight, Dominic.My father was already three drinks in, laughing at something Victor Langley said about market projections.Grace sat across from me. She had dressed carefully tonight, she was the picture of modest elegance, looking up at me occasionally.I didn't spare her a glance, because beneath all that prim poise, I knew what she was. A psycho wrapped in pedigree.Assaulting Siena Coleman wasn't enough, she had gone as far as attempting murder.I had seen something similar on her
-Eve-The shop had no windows. Just a black door between a laundromat and a bodega, it was the kind of place one would miss if they weren’t looking hard enough.Ana’s card had the address scrawled on the back in purple ink. I almost hadn’t come.But then I’d spent three hours staring at my ceiling, thinking about tomorrow, about everything till I nearly allowed my thoughs to consume me.So I came…. To clear my head, that is.My heart raced the moment I stepped inside. The air smelled like plastic and something sweet, vanilla maybe, overlaid with a chemical edge. There were racks of things I didn’t have names for. Things in neon colors. Things with straps and buttons and ridges that made my face burn just looking at them.Not a single person in sight.Stupid, I thought, backing toward the door. This was stupid. What was I even—“First time?”I jumped. A girl about my age emerged from behind a beaded curtain, wiping her hands on a cloth. She had blue hair, a nose ring, and the kind of
-Eve-“Training allocations are being cut by fifteen percent,” Monica said, clicking to the next slide with a force that was more than necessary.I was stuck with my colleagues in a conference room that smelled too much of her perfume.“If that’s a problem for anyone, I suggest you take it up with HR.” She snapped.She’s either on her period or something, I thought, slumping lower in my chair.My phone buzzed again. Fifth time this morning. Sal.I ignored it.Monica’s voice droned on. Something about the selected charites for the boating regatta. Something about quarterly projections. My mind kept drifting back to yesterday. To Alex’s apartment. To his hands, his mouth, the way he—“Keller?”I jolted. “What?”Monica’s eyes narrowed. “I asked if you had the Lure post-launch report.”“Um. Yes. It’s—I’ll email it after lunch.”She clicked her tongue and moved on. I exhaled, sinking back into my chair, my face burning. Around me, the team shifted, checked phones, doodled on notepads. No o
-Dominic-I didn’t mean to disappear on Eve like that, but when Seb’s call came in, and she hadn’t returned in time. I couldn’t stop myself.Still… I could already feel her judgment, sharp as it might be. Not that it would make me change my mind. “Whatever you found should be good enough to make m
-Eve-I let out a tired sigh as we reached the second floor of the apartment complex my mother lived.I’d taken a day off work, claiming I needed to care for my sick mother. In reality, I just wanted to clean her apartment. Somehow, after all the days I’d already missed, it was still approved.“Sal
EveI was sitting outside my mother’s hospital room, reminiscing how the day had gone.Right after Alex and I exited the stairwell, he walked to our floor and announced to everyone that there was nothing between us, threatening to suspend anyone spreading false rumors.Even though it made me uncom
-Dominic-I was at the dinner table with my mom when my phone buzzed with a notification from an unfamiliar number:Good evening, sir. Thank you for calling Sal. I really appreciated it.I smiled, I could tell it was Eve. Somehow, Mom noticed immediately.“Who’s that?” she asked, eyes narrowing pla







