"what was her name again?"
lacey asked,
as she re-entered the room,
a cigarette perched,
precariously,
between her teeth.
i was staying with her,
because of dad.
she insisted.
"you shouldn't do that,
you know,"
i mutter,
referring to the,
cigarette.
she smiles,
wryly.
"answer the question."
she says,
brushing off my concern,
like she always does.
"eve."
she rolls her eyes,
and i can't help but wonder,
what i've done wrong.
"her full name,
genius,"
i avert my gaze,
almost shyly,
"arden... eve arden,"
something drops,
a loud crash echoing the room.
and i look over,
to see a shattered mug on the floor.
it had been full of coffee.
"what?"
i ask,
seeing her eyes are wide,
in shock.
"lace, what?"
she glances at me,
for a second her face remaining emotionless,
from shock,
before a smile breaks across her features,
and she breaths,
a small, relieved laugh.
"i know her,"
YOU ARE READING
Eve.
عاطفيةit was just another day when daniel first saw eve. she didn't see him, but she didn't need to.
