[CASSIE]
I hum under my breath as I wipe down the kitchen counter, a small smile playing on my lips. I can’t help it—I know Evie’s out with Jude. And I know it’s a date. It has to be.
I’ve seen the way they look at each other. Stolen glances since Thanksgiving, moments stretched thin with something unspoken. Jude’s hands twitch like he wants to reach for her but stops himself. And Evie—she gets that look. The one she used to have when she was little, trying to hide a secret but failing miserably.
It should be a good thing, something that makes my heart settle. But then there’s Dave.
His presence at Thanksgiving had stirred something uneasy in me. He was too familiar with Evie, too entitled in the way he spoke to her, and I have no doubt in my mind that he’s her ex. Maybe I’m reading to
