Roman looked at Evelyn with genuine confusion written across his features. "Who is Avery?" he asked, mirroring her question back to her.

Evelyn stared at him speechless, her fork clattering to the plate as her appetite vanished completely. She studied his face intently, her own brow furrowed. The confusion in his eyes looked absolutely genuine, as if he truly had no idea what she was talking about. ‘Was I wrong about what I heard?’ she questioned herself.

"Lyn?" Roman called out, noticing her distant expression. "Who is Avery? What are you talking about?"

Evelyn snapped back to the present. "Oh, nevermind, it's just..." She wanted to drop the subject, but...