Crossed Wires

Evelyn The morning sun's despicable rays fell upon my face, rudely rousing me from the only respite I'd found after last night's ordeal. With a groan, I reluctantly sat up, though I had absolutely no intention of leaving my room. Even now, I could sense the telltale signs of my anguish—red, swollen eyes and a blotchy complexion, the result of countless tears and emotional turmoil. Fuck, men are cruel, especially the ones who effortlessly make you fall in love with them. But Jacob hadn't appeared cruel at first glance... "Stop obsessing over the man who dumped you, Evelyn," I muttered to myself, trying hard to maintain my composure—god, this was just the morning, I couldn't already lose my shit. But again, it was a struggle not to let my emotions betray me, for inside, I was a whirlwind of pain and confusion. "You've been dumped, face it." I took a deep breath and ran my fingers through my dishevelled hair. For a fleeting moment, as I concentrated on my breathing and the warmth of the s