Evelyn Miller Only Novels & Stories

Evelyn's POV When I woke up next, it was dark outside. My mouth was dry like sand was stuck in my throat and I felt like I wanted to throw up. After a few moments of trying to orient myself, I remembered that I was in the hospital. I took a deep, heavy breath. "Eve…?" A soft, feminine voice called from beside me. I lazily turned my head to the left and saw Mila sitting next to me in the recliner. She got up immediately and gently took my hand in hers. Her expression was riddled with concern and worry as her lips trembled.

I am alone? "who did Evelyn sell Danielle to please😭"

As soon as I had that camera notification come up on my phone yesterday morning, I booked it out of Julian’s place leaving Evelyn in some serious confusion. By now, Evelyn is used to our antics. She gets paid well to not question anything and just do what she’s told. Now that money is on my mind, I need to secretly find a way to pay for Millie to stay somewhere. I’ve always had more than enough money to just blow on whatever the fuck I wanted. I could’ve offered a long ass time ago to pay for a motel or hotel for Millie to stay at the second she told me about her financial struggles but I purposely didn’t. I wanted her to stay with me.

For that one person who had promised not to let her suffer! Then their eyes met at a single trace. A glint of hope flashed through her eyes and all she did was release a faint smile. He was seated at the back with a face cap on but he averted his gaze as soon as their eyes met and pulled his hat over his face properly. She did not read meaning into it. She thought he was only trying to keep his identity hidden, with how influential he is. She quickly turned to the judge and Said.. "I plead guilty your honour. I, Althea Grace Miller attempted to kill Katie Rolland!" She admitted confidently and the protesters did not stop asking that she be punished severely.

“Always just too late.” Her phone buzzed in her hand. An unknown number. She answered without thinking. “Melissa Williams,” a woman’s voice said calmly. “My name is Evelyn Crowe.” Melissa froze. “I knew your mother,” Evelyn continued. “Very well.” Silence stretched between them. “I’ve been looking for you,” Evelyn said. “And I believe we need to talk before other people decide your future for you.” Melissa closed her eyes. Outside the hospital, rain began to fall.

Dr. Kelvin Miller stood completely still for a moment. His eyes moved slowly from Eva... ...to Daniel... ...then back to Eva again. For the first time since they had met, the calm doctor looked genuinely stunned. "I'm sorry..." he said carefully. "Did you just say Lydia is your sister?" Eva gave a small nod. "Yes." Kelvin blinked twice, trying to process everything. "The same Lydia Mitchell in the maternity ward?" "Yes." "And..." his gaze shifted toward Daniel, "...Mr. Mitchell is your..."

Nina said, pulling over to let James Miller walk into the elevator, while Becky and Timothy followed behind them. "I will speak to your siblings, you only need to confirm what I say," James Miller said to Becky as they were in the elevator that took them up to the top floor, the 15th floor. Becky looked at her master with a puzzled look, but she nodded in the end. "Yes, Mr. Miller." The elevator dinged loudly, Nina stepped out, her hand holding the elevator button, waiting for the others to come out. "Mr. Miller!" called Becky impatiently making James Miller stop in his tracks and turn his head towards her with one eyebrow raised high.

It was unbelievable. She looked back at Alex. "Who's she?" "Elena Miller." Evelyn lowered her gaze in deep thought. "Why...why do we resemble then?" Alex shook his head. "Don't know. Don't you wanna find out?" Evelyn bobbed her head slowly. "I do." "So we sent you?" Alex interrogated.

Free from their evil face, that everyone in the country had failed to see. Ellen Miller had picked her designer purse to call Hailey, as she stood up and walked out of the dining room. She was totally loving the new development of things in the Miller's mansion. It was going to be an opportunity for her best friend Hailey, since that was what they had all been anticipating. Eva left the table shortly together with Emma, knowing that there was nothing more to do. Ellen, who was the only child left on the table after she came back, planned to have the delicacies and continue her own feast all by herself.

Selena, watching the live broadcast from her office, smirked. “She looks strong. But I know... a woman who’s been left behind will crack—sooner or later.” She raised her glass of wine. “And when that happens, Evelyn... you’ll be alone. And the world will believe that I—not you—was the one who survived.” --- That night, Evelyn returned to her apartment. She sat on the bedroom floor, surrounded by documents, old photos of her mother, and her tablet—still open with William’s last message. Silence.