"..." Evelyn Sherman suddenly froze, her petite body stiff in place.
Her gaze fell on the envelope in the boy's hand...
Was this... a love letter?
She had written so many love letters to Chester Yale, and it was rare for someone to write one to her... No, there were many people who wrote love letters to her, but she only had her heart set on Chester, and she never even bothered to accept other people's love letters.
Evelyn stood on her tiptoes, attempting to see past the boy blocking her view. She noticed that Chester had already walked away, and she anxiously puffed her cheeks.
Her little head was working hard, trying to figure out how to reject the confession without making this boy named Wayne Lawrence feel embarrassed.
"Um..." Evelyn thought for a long time, but she couldn't come up with a good reason.
Would saying that she already had a crush on someone come off as an excuse?
