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because you are there for him now, doesn’t mean it’s going to last. I am betting on it.
     What the hell? I quickly scan the parking lot to see if I can recognize anyone, but of course, I’m alone with a bunch of empty cars. Gripping my keys tightly in my hand, I slide into my seat and immediately hit the lock button. I check my mirrors just in case, but I’m not exactly sure what I’m looking for. “Get it together, Eve. It’s just a note. No one is out there waiting for you. This is real life, not some horror flick.” After my brief encouragement to myself, I wad the note up and toss it into the back seat. My drive home is clouded by thoughts of who could have left the note. My gut tells me it’s Thomas, but for some reason I can’t get the idea of Bridgette leaving me the note out of my head.
     Noticing the time as I park in front of the guesthouse, I decide it’s best to skip the shower. It’s already one thirty and the wake starts at two. How awful of a person would I be, if I couldn’t even show up to my boyfriend’s grandmother’s wake on time? Making a quick change of clothes, I glance at myself in the mirror. I run my fingers through my long brown locks. My hair is still wavy from when I curled it this morning, so just a little hairspray to keep it from frizzing should do the trick. I’m wearing my black slacks, a charcoal gray silk sleeveless dress shirt, and a black short sleeved cardigan. I slide my feet into a pair of black ballet flats and head out the door. Thankfully, when I pull into the parking lot at the funeral home, I notice that not a lot of guests have arrived yet. I take a deep breath in and brace myself for the worst, as I head inside to find Theron.
     I’m sitting with Kayla in the lounge at the funeral home. It’s a little after six and guests are starting to leave. The minister from Isa’s church gave a lovely speech, followed by a sweet farewell from Theron. I’m tired, and my feet hurt from standing and moving back and forth between Theron and Evan. Theron stayed in the front with me beside him, as everyone said their goodbyes. Evan stayed in the back of the room. He sat in a chair he pulled into the corner, with his face buried in his hands during most of the wake. When it was time for the service, Evan abruptly left the room, causing some people to whisper, but they were quickly hushed when the minister began to speak.
     I hear a shrill laugh, as the front doors are propped open to allow everyone to exit comfortably. My fists clench, my jaw locks, and my entire body tenses, as the voice I recognize walks into the entryway. She can’t see me from where I’m sitting, but I can see her through the small doorway off the lounge. I don’t know what she’s trying to pull, but I’m not going to stand for it. Kayla grabs my wrist, distracting me from the evil thoughts playing through my mind.
     “Eve, this isn’t the place.”
     “I know.” Squeezing the bridge of my nose, I take a deep breath trying to ease the tension. “I just can’t believe the nerve she has to show her face here.”
     “I know. If it was any other time or place, I would let you at her. However, this isn’t the right time or place. Just go find, Theron. He’s going to need you when he sees her.”
     She’s right. I make my way into the viewing room, excusing myself as I quickly rush by a couple of the guests, but I’m too late. She’s beat me into the room. I quickly take my place by Theron’s side. Sensing my discomfort, he wraps his arm around my waist and places a kiss on the top of my head before he gives her any recognition.
     “Theron.” Her voice is sweet like honey, but I know what kind of treacherous snake she is. Her venom is definitely not sweet it has more of a bitter, vile taste to it.
     “Bridgette, do not address me so formally. You act as though you know me, or if you have a right to be here. Which, in case you weren’t aware, you don’t.” His voice is smooth and