Evelyn's POV

The night air was crisp, a soft breeze brushing against my skin as I stood there, caught between Leonard’s calm demeanor and Caleb’s piercing gaze. My mind raced, wondering why Leonard was so composed despite the sudden tension that hung in the air.

And Caleb—why didn’t he seem fazed by the sight of us together? Was he genuinely unbothered, or was he just putting on a polite front out of respect? Questions swirled in my head like a storm, each more confusing than the last.

“Evelyn,” Caleb called again, his voice sharper this time, pulling me from my thoughts. I turned to him and forced a small smile....