I sat alone at the corner table of the cozy coffee shop, nursing my cooling cappuccino and trying to drown out the world with the soothing hum of conversation and the aroma of freshly ground coffee beans. It was my temporary refuge from the storm that had recently swept through my life.
My phone buzzed, shattering the peaceful ambiance. Penny’s name flashed on the screen, and I hesitated before answering. The last thing I wanted was to discuss my latest misadventures, but I couldn't ignore her call.
"Hey, Evie," Penny's voice was gentle, filled with concern. "Have you heard anything from Timothy about that email yet?"
I sighed, running a hand through my tangled hair. "Not a word," I replied, frustration lacing my voice. Though I’m not sure I would be the first person he’d run to should
