Evelyn's POV.Six months later.The past six months didn’t change me. They remade me. I learned a different kind of power. I became a financial manager all thanks to Vincent’ insulting five dollars. The pain doesn’t vanish, sometimes it strikes without warning. I let my bag fall on the couch. It landed with a heavy thud, but Lina didn’t look up, her eyes locked on her phone screen.“You’re going to strain your eyes,” I said, my voice tight. “Put that thing down.”Finally, she glanced up, but her expression was relief, not annoyed. “Evie. Come here. Now.”She reached out, her fingers wrapping around my wrist, and pulled me down beside her before I could resist.“Look,” she said, her voice a mixture of urgency and triumph. She pushed her tablet into my hands, her own finger jabbing at the screen. “Just look.”My eyes darted to her tablet, it was a grainy, long-lens photo of a man emerging from a black car. Even in pixels, he commanded the space around him. He was tall,broad-shoulder
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