EVELYN'S POV
As I stepped out of the bathroom, steam clinging to me like an overly affectionate ghost, I wrapped a towel around my head, feeling victorious after a long battle with the day's chaos.
The warm shower had worked wonders, peeling away layers of stress and bad vibes. Now, I was on a mission to find my coziest nightgown and sink into the sweet oblivion of comfort.
The phone buzzed on the nightstand, vibrating like it had its own personal crisis. Vee's name flashed on the screen. I snatched it up, pinning it between my shoulder and ear while rummaging through the dresser like a contestant on a game show.
"Hey, Vee," I said, triumphantly pulling out a soft, lavender nightgown, the MVP of my wardrobe. "You won't believe what greeted me when I got home."
"What happened?" Vee's voice crackled, curious as ever.
