Evelyn stared at Valerio who was slowly approaching her.
"But it was never meant to be funny," Valerio said. "I used an entire year to become a perfect man worthy of you, a man in your league, just for you to reject me now? I planned this nice date and you came dressed so casually like you didn't even want to be here. As if you were forced to be here. That's…humiliating Evelyn."
Her chest was pounding as she watched him, slipping her phone behind her thigh to hide it.
She'd already brought out Zayne's contact and all she needed to do was call—
[Evelyn?]
Zayne's voice sounded on the other side of the phone.
She crossed gazes with Valerio whose face had turned murderous. He stormed towards her and that prompted her to scream into the phone. "Zayne!"
"ZAYNE! Help me—"
Valerio smacked the phone out of her hand. "You fucking bitch!" He stomped hard on it, over and over again, until the phone broke.
