🗝️Detective Ryker Viltarin must uncover dark secrets before he loses not only his heart but also his life.🗝️
You're on your own, far from home
The wind is blowing in the top of the pines
A gloomy sky where the sun never shines
Deep...
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"You wretched...!" Eve jumped up from her chair so abruptly that it tipped over backward.
"Wow-wow-wow!" This time, Thomas also jumped to his feet and raised his hands placatingly. "Please, ladies, that's not necessary!" he said, and judging by the grin on his lips, he felt mighty.
'Pull yourself together! You're not children; this can all be sorted out sensibly. YOU are better than that,' Eve told herself but couldn't stop her fingers from balling into a fist in anger. She took a slow, quivering, deeper breath.
"Come on. I deserve a fair chance."
Thomas' expression seemed to soften momentarily, and then he caught a glance from Sally and cleared his throat. Visibly nervous, he reached for his tie and fiddled with the knot.
"Look, I have to decide in the interests of the seller, Miss White," he said, "No matter what... relationship you two may have with each other. Unfortunately, Mrs Roberts is right: unlike you, she not only has a solid financial base but also an established customer base that will help her open another shop."
No.
Eve didn't realize that she had stopped breathing.
Her ears began to ring, and her fingertips went cold.
"Mr Hall-" she began but raised her hand and shook her head.
"I'm sorry, Ms White. But I'm going to tell the owner to sell the retail space to Mrs Roberts."
Suddenly, her mouth was dry, and Eve's shoulders slumped powerlessly.
"But..."
"Oh, thank you so much, Thomas!" chirped Sally, wrapping her arms around his neck completely inappropriately as if he had just given her a new car for her birthday.
Eve didn't know what to think or feel. It was as if an avalanche had swept over her and buried her under it. She had dug, fought, and tried to be optimistic. But now... she was slowly running out of air.
She wanted to scream and cry. But neither would change anything here.
Eve blinked several times but couldn't stop her vision from blurring and her throat from getting tight.
