Natalie sat at her laptop, the glow of the screen casting a harsh light on her face as she scrolled through Eve's social media profiles. Her fingers moved swiftly, clicking through pictures and posts, scrutinizing every detail. There wasn't much to go through—Eve's online presence was minimal, with only a handful of photos and sparse status updates. But that didn't stop Natalie. She zoomed in on each picture, studying Eve's face, her expressions, her style.
Despite the limited content, it was clear to Natalie that Eve was beautiful. She couldn't deny the elegance in Eve's features, the natural grace that shone through even in candid photos. This realization gnawed at her insecurities, making her question her own worth. She ran a hand through her perfectly styled hair, a small smirk playing on her lips as she tried to dismiss her unease.
"Her?" Natalie muttered to herself, disbelief tinged with disdain. "What does he see in her?"
