Chapter 141

The news of Timothy and Stella’s engagement had taken the world by storm, and the media was abuzz with excitement. Social

media platforms were flooded with congratulatory messages, and the hashtag #TELLA trended at the top of every chart. It

seemed that the entire world had fallen in love with the idea of their union.

As I sat in my dimly lit apartment, the glow of my laptop screen casting eerie shadows across the room, I couldn’t help but feel a

sense of disbelief wash over me. It was as if I had been transported to a parallel universe, one where the rules of reality no

longer applied.

Aria had been quick to notice my sullen mood. She had been pushing me to talk about the situation, to express my feelings, but I

couldn't find the words. The truth was, I didn’t even know how to begin to unravel the tangled mess of emotions that had taken

root within me.

I stared at the screen, my fingers poised over the keyboard, but the words remained elusive. It was as if a thick fog had settled

over my thoughts, obscuring my ability to process the whirlwind of events that had unfolded.

Aria’s voice broke through the silence, her tone gentle but persistent. “Evie, you can’t keep bottling this up. You need to talk

about it.”

I sighed, my shoulders slumping. “There’s nothing to talk about. She’s pregnant, and now they’re getting married.”

Aria moved closer. “And that’s a lot to take in. You don’t have to process this alone.” The silence stretched between us, heavy

with unspoken thoughts and feelings. As I continued to scroll through the news articles and social media posts, one thing

became painfully clear: the world had officially dropped any support for #TEVIE. Once upon a time, I might have held some

disdain for the attention, but now it only served as a painful reminder of what could have been. The world had moved on, and I

felt more lost and disconnected than ever before..

Aria’s voice broke through my reverie, her tone laced with a hint of excitement. “How about this? I was thinking about heading to

a brewery tonight with Mike and Lucas. You want to come?”

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Chapter 141

I had almost forgotten about Aria’s new love, Mike, and a pang of jealousy flickered. deep within me. It was a fleeting emotion,

one that I quickly pushed aside. Aria deserved happiness, and I couldn’t begrudge her that.

I forced a smile, trying to muster the energy to engage with the outside world. “Sure, Aria. That sounds like a good idea. I could

use a change of scenery.”

Aria’s face lit up with a smile, and she clapped her hands together. “Great! It'll be fun, I promise.”

As I got ready for the evening, the prospect of stepping out of my apartment and into the world filled me with a strange mixture of

anticipation and anxiety. It had been a while since I had socialized with anyone outside of work, and the thought of navigating the

complexities of human interaction felt daunting.

Aria’s enthusiasm was contagious, though, and I couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope. Maybe a night out with friends was

exactly what I needed to clear my mind and find some semblance of peace amidst the chaos.

As we made our way to the brewery, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of detachment from the world outside. It was as if I were an

observer, watching life unfold from a distance, unable to fully immerse myself in the experiences of others.

The brewery was alive with the sounds of laughter and the clinking of glasses as I immersed myself in the lively atmosphere. The

dimly lit space was filled with chatter and the unmistakable aroma of brewing beer. Aria, Lucas, and Mike were engaged in

animated conversation, and I was grateful for the distraction.

As the night wore on and the drinks flowed, I found myself trying a variety of brews, each with its own unique flavor and

character. The bitterness of the hops, the sweetness of the malts—it was as if I were sampling different facets of life, searching for

something to fill the void that had taken hold of me.

The alcohol began to take its toll, and a warm, comforting haze settled over me. My inhibitions slipped away like a discarded

coat, and I felt a newfound sense of freedom. I was no longer burdened by the weight of my thoughts and worries: I was simply

alive in the moment.

The band on the small stage in the corner of the brewery played a melodic tune. their music filling the air with a sense of

nostalgia. I swayed to the rhythm, my

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heart feeling lighter than it had in a long time.

With a surge of courage fueled by the alcohol coursing through my veins, I abandoned all reason and made my way to the stage.

The crowd watched with curious amusement as I approached, and the band members exchanged confused. glances. I grabbed

the microphone and cleared my throat, a mischievous glint in

my eye.

“I've got a song for you all,” I declared, my voice surprisingly steady despite the nerves that threatened to overtake me.

The band started playing a slow, melancholic melody, and I began to sing—a love

song with the pain I had been carrying within me. My voice was unpolished, raw with emotion, but I poured my heart into every

word.

about heartbreak that seemed to resonate

As I sang, the words spilled out like a confession, a cathartic release of the pent-up emotions that had been festering inside me.

The crowd watched in rapt attention, and for a moment, I felt as if I were the center of the universe.

But as the song reached its climax, I couldn't escape the reality of what I had just done. I had bared my soul to a roomful of

strangers, and the weight of it all came crashing down on me. I stumbled back from the microphone, my face flushed. with

embarrassment.

Lucas and Aria rushed to my side, their concern evident in their expressions. “Evie, are you okay?” Aria asked, her voice laced

with worry.

I tried to muster a smile, but it felt forced and hollow. “I’m fine. Just needed to let off some steam, I guess.”

Lucas glanced at me with a knowing look. “You've had a bit too much to drink, Evie.”

I nodded, the room spinning slightly as I did. “Maybe you’re right.”

Aria and Lucas tried to guide me away from the stage, but something inside me. rebelled against their attempts. I pulled away

from their grasp and stumbled toward the exit, a sense of urgency overtaking me.

“I need some air,” I muttered, my voice slurred.

As I burst out into the cool night air, the sensation of freedom that had

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accompanied me on stage was replaced by a wave of panic. The world outside was a blur of lights and sounds, and I felt

disoriented and overwhelmed.

I leaned against a parked car, my breath coming in shallow gasps as my heart raced uncontrollably. Panic had taken hold of me,

a suffocating sensation that threatened. to consume me from the inside out.

I clutched at my chest, my vision swimming as I struggled to regain control. The memory of Timothy's comforting presence on

our ill-fated hiking trip came rushing back to me. He had been there for me when I had needed him the most, his steady

presence a lifeline in the midst of chaos.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I thought of how things had changed between us. The pain of losing him, of watching him move

on with Stella, was a wound that refused to heal. And now, in the midst of this panic attack, I couldn’t help but long for the one

person who had once been my anchor.

Aria, Mike, and Lucas found me huddled by the car, their expressions a mix of concern and relief. Aria knelt beside me, her voice

gentle and soothing. “Evie, it's going to be okay. Just breathe.”

I tried to follow her instructions, to slow my racing heart and steady my trembling breaths, Gradually, the panic began to recede,

replaced by a deep sense of exhaustion and vulnerability.

Lucas helped me to my feet, his support unwavering. “Let’s get you back inside, Evie. You need to rest.”

As they guided me back into the brewery, I couldn’t help but feel a strange mix of gratitude and despair. No amount of beer could

fill the hole in my heart. A brief panic came over me as my thoughts progressed.

Had I dug my own grave with this lawsuit?

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