Chapter 112

Chapter 112

The headline hit me like a tidal wave. An image of Timothy and Stella emerged just beneath those bold words.

It looked like someone had taken an old image of Timothy and the old club leader at one of the past games. Timothy had a

trophy tucked just under his arm with Stella clinging to the opposite side of his body. They'd gone as far as to crop out. part of the

club leader’s face in order to zoom in on Timothy and Stella’s smiling faces.

So Timothy and Stella were together? After all that, he just goes running to the women who prides herself on making people

miserable.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I stared at my phone, feeling more broken than I'd ever felt. He had moved on after all.

With a heavy heart and a sour mood lingering in the air, I trudged back home from the law firm, my footsteps echoing down the

street.

As I entered my small apartment, I tossed my coat onto a nearby chair and made my way to the kitchen. The warm glow of the

overhead lights did little to thaw my clenching heart. I pulled some leftovers from the refrigerator and mechanically preheated the

oven.

The evening felt unusually lonely as I waited for the food to warm. The silence in the apartment was deafening, and my thoughts

swirled in a tempest of confusion and sadness. How could Timothy have moved on so quickly, especially when I was still

struggling to do so?

Sitting at the kitchen table, I stared blankly at my plate of food, my appetite nonexistent. I couldn’t help but replay the moments.

we had shared in my mind- late-night conversations, shared laughter, and the undeniable connection that had once bound us

together. It was all slipping away, leaving me adrift in a sea of heartache.

Just as I was about to take a bite of my meal, the front door burst open, and Aria rushed in, her expression a mixture of disbelief

and shock. She clutched her phone in her hand, and I could tell that she had just read the news about Timothy and Stella.

“Evie!” Aria exclaimed, her voice trembling with surprise, “Have you seen this?

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Timothy and Stella are-

I cut her off with a hand wave. “I’ve seen it, Aria.”

Aria’s eyes widened. “Evie, I can’t believe this. How could he have moved on so quickly?”

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I tried to maintain a fagade of nonchalance, though my heart ached. “Well, Aria, I was ready to get over him anyway. This just

makes things easier.”

This made Aria pause, and she watched me shovel another forkful of food into my mouth. After a while, she seemed to grow

impatient with my silence.

“You two...” she grumbled, glaring daggers into the side of my head.

Eventually, she stormed off to her room in a huff, leaving me alone in the kitchen with my thoughts. As I stared at the cold,

untouched food on my plate, I began to feel nauseous. Timothy’s swift transition to a new relationship felt like a betrayal, no

matter how we ended things.

Unable to bear the silence any longer, I picked up my phone and decided once again to brave social media. It was a decision I

would come to regret as I typed in the dreaded hashtags.

My heart sank as I saw the results. #TEVIE, the once—beloved hashtag celebrating our supposed affair, had lost its luster. It was

now overshadowed by a new contender, #TELLA, celebrating the budding romance between Timothy and Stella. The photos, the

comments, the fanfare-it was all a painful reminder of the rapid transformation of my life.

I scrolled through the images of Timothy and Stella, their faces captured in a series of snapshots. It was as if the world and

Timothy had forgotten about me, leaving me to fade into obscurity. The ache in my chest grew with every passing

moment.

ARIA POV

Aria paced nervously in her small apartment, glancing at the clock repeatedly. The minutes seemed to crawl by as she waited for

the right moment to take action. With Evie locked away in her room, this was the perfect opportunity to confront Timothy, to let

him face every shred of her wrath.

Evie deserved better than what Timothy had done to her, and it was high time.

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someone set him straight.

Finally, unable to bear the anticipation any longer, Aria made her way to Timothy’s apartment, her heart pounding with a mix of

anger and frustration. She couldn't let him get away with what he had done to Evie, her best friend, the one person who had

always been there for her.

She knocked rapidly on his door, unable to suppress her urgency. It only took a few moments before Timothy opened the door,

and his pleasant “hello” was met with a storm brewing in Aria’s eyes.

She wasted no time with pleasantries, her words laced with a bitterness that she could no longer contain. “Timothy, you’re ruining

your only chance of being with the love of your life.”

Timothy's expression shifted from polite to perplexed as he tried to make sense of her hostility. “Aria, what are you talking

about?”

Aria let out an exasperated sigh, her frustration bubbling over. “You know exactly what I’m talking about, Timothy. You’re throwing

away something beautiful, something real, for what?”

Timothy's mouth opened and closed rapidly as he struggled to find the right words to respond.

“Aria,” he began, his voice tinged with desperation, “you don’t understand the position I’m in. It’s not as simple as you think.”

But Aria wasn’t about to back down. Her loyalty to Evie ran deep, and she had not intention of letting Timothy off the hook. She

regarded him with a steely determination, her eyes narrowing as she jammed a finger in his face.

“You're nothing but a phony, Timothy,” she spat, her voice seething with contempt. “You used Evie and tossed her aside like she

meant nothing. You should be ashamed of yourself.”

“Aria, please,” he began, his voice pleading, “I care about Evie. I do, but-”

But Aria cut him off, her anger burning like a white—hot flame. She had no patience for his excuses. “I don’t want to hear your

excuses, Timothy. You had something real with Evie, and you squandered it. You've hurt her more times than she can bare, and I

won't stand by and let you make a mockery of her feelings.

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Timothy's attempts to calm Aria down were in vain. Her fury was unrelenting, and her words continued to lash out like a whip.

She wanted him to feel trapped, unable to defend himself, because he needed a taste of being vulnerable too.

Aria’s anger reached its peak, and she delivered her threat with very little filter. “You better tread lightly, Timothy. I’m withdrawing

my support for you. If you think you can use people and toss them aside, you're sorely mistaken.”

Timothy winced at the promise within those words, the weight of them seemingly bearing down on him. Aria had to fight to keep

her resolve once she observed his pitiful expression. A crease furrowed between his eyebrows, and he frowned. deeply.

“Aria-” he started, but Aria cut him off with a shrill, “No!” in response.

In a final act of defiance, Aria warned him with a cold and piercing glare. “Stay away from Evie, Timothy, or you'll be sorry.”

Without waiting for a response, Aria turned on her heel and stormed away from. Timothy's apartment, her footsteps echoing with

a sense of finality. She had made her position clear, and there was no room for compromise.

As Aria retreated to her own apartment, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction mixed with the lingering embers of

anger. She had stood up for her best friend, Evie, and made it clear that she wouldn't tolerate anyone hurting her. The bonds of

friendship had been strained, and the road ahead remained uncertain, but Aria was determined to protect the ones she loved, no

matter the

Cost.