It's her birthday

Chapter 40

Three days later...

The sound of the blaring alarm pulls Evelyn out of her deep slumber, and she tosses on the bed, before she forces her eyes open, staring up at the ceiling.

Again, she has woken up to her miserable life. She took three days off from work, and she's resuming today. The past three days have been filled with her staying indoors and thinking about what happened.

"You are a bastard, Raymond," She mutters under her breath, running her fingers through her hair after she sits up on the bed, a drop of tears sliding down the corner of her cheeks. It's not that she wants to think about him, she has only been trying to get him off her head, but the more she tries to, the more difficult it seems to be.

"Don't think about him, Eve. Don't cry over him, because that bastard doesn't worth it," She says as she grabs the pillow, and throws it across the room, bursting into tears afterward.

"It's fucking difficult to get over you. I thought you loved me. You fucking dec