A collection of short stories of Chris Evans or any of his character's.
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I walked in to the Thrombey house with my head held high, I had every right to be here. There was a celebration for Harlan Thrombey's publishing company Blood Like Wine. I had published a few books through the company, and this was a party to celebrate the company being around for 50 years. Once I walked in, I saw people flooding every room and knew it would be very easy to disappear into a corner and not have to interact with anyone, especially the family.
"Valentina? Is that you?!" I heard the shrill voice ask from the front sitting room and I groaned. I took a deep breath and turned around with the best fake smile I could muster.
"Joni! Hey! It's so good to see you." I said smiling as she hugged me and then pulled me back and looked at me.
"You look like a knockout! Ransom will eat you up tonight." Joni said. Ransom was Joni's nephew by marriage and my ex-boyfriend of 5 years.
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"Joni, you know Ransom and I have been over for about 2 months now." I said and she sighed.
"Sweetie, he still wants you." Joni said and I looked past her and saw him...with another girl and they were all over each other.
"Yeah, looks like it." I said pointing to Ransom and his new floozy. "Excuse me." I said and walked away from Joni and found the bar.
"Whiskey neat please." I said and the bartender nodded.
"Going hard already. You must have seen." I heard a voice say and I smiled and saw Harlan standing there and we hugged.
"Well yeah and Joni saw me the minute I walked in." I said and Harlan chuckled.
"Bartender, make hers a double. She needs it." Harlan said and I smiled. "Honestly though, it's been what 2 months? How are you?" Harlan asked and I sighed as I was handed my drink.
"Sometimes when I'm lonely, I sit and think about him and it hurts to remember all the good times. When I thought I could never live without him and I wonder does it have to be the same. Every time when I see him, will it bring back all the pain. Why can't I just forget that name?" I said and Harlan placed a hand on my back and I sighed.
