EVELYN"Some things don't stay buried forever."I read the message three times. Three times, and my hands still would not stop shaking.The restaurant was warm. The kind of warm that wraps around your shoulders like a blanket. Chivido's was full of Saturday afternoon noise, couples leaning close, children laughing too loud, waitresses weaving between tables with practiced ease. Life, moving the way life does.My chicken was getting cold.I didn't care."Eve." Mia's voice cut through the noise. "You've been staring at that phone for four minutes. I've been counting."I locked the screen without thinking."It's nothing," I said. "Social media trolls."Mia tilted her head. Slowly. The way she did when she already knew I was lying and was giving me one last chance to fix it."Evelyn."Just my name. That was all it took. Mia had a way of saying my name that made it sound like a question, a warning, and a hug all at once.I put the phone face-down on the table. "I'm fine.""You keep saying
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