Chapter 217 Something Real

• The city sprawled beneath us as Timothy's car glided through the streets. The familiar city lights blurred into a hazy glow, almost dizzying to look at.
• The drive back to our apartments was filled with a heavy silence. The disastrous dinner replayed in my mind like a haunting melody, and I couldn’t shake the image of my mother out of my mind. I felt around in my pocket for the slip of paper she had handed me, her number sprawled across its surface.
• As Timothy parked the car, he turned to me with a remorseful expression. "Evie, I'm so sorry about tonight. I had no idea it would turn out like that."