#Chapter 9
Warren
Every part of me resents this conversation, but unfortunately, I have no other person to talk to about her. No other person I trust.
/"I just wanted to talk. I didn't know she'd be so opposed to the invitation./"
Connor chugs his beer and then looks at me. /"Let me ask you this first. Are we talking about your Evelyn?/"
A frown line appears between my eyebrows. /"She's not mine but yes, we're talking about the very, one and only, Evelyn. How many Evelyns have I mentioned to you, idiot?/"
