The Playbook for Heartbreak
Eve stopped breathing. The room seemed to shrink, the walls closing in on her as her father’s words echoed in her ears.
"Absolutely not," Eve said, her voice sharp enough to cut glass. "You cannot be serious."
Terry let out a loud, mocking bark of laughter. "Me? Fake date the spreadsheet nerd? Mr Brooks, with all due respect, I’d rather take the suspension."