Eve sort of lost her hearing.
Static slowly overpowered the surrounding clamor. Not even Andie's voice could reach her head. The possibility of her thought being true swirled upwards and outwards like a tornado. It consumed her mind, repeating the words over and over again.
Andie observed that her best friend zoned off into space. It temporarily distracted her from her worries—which was easy to achieve given how Eve looked like she saw a ghost. The latter's fair skin gradually turned paler and paler.
Before Andie could ask, Ambryan jogged back towards them.
"Well?" Eve said, blinking out of her daze.
"It's too soon to tell but I'll look into it more," he told her. Then, he shifted his attention towards Andie. "In the meantime, do you want another source of income? I'm positive that mother can sell anything you make. Evangeline can vouch how wide her social circle is."
Eve nodded in agreement. "Very wide. And as confusing as a maze."
