Me: “Evelyn, we need to talk.”
Evelyn: “After the party. I don’t want to spoil the day.”
But the day had already been marred by her actions weeks before. Still, I nodded, wanting to keep the peace for Sophie’s sake. Throughout the party, I watched as Evelyn tried to engage with Sophie, offering her slices of pie and small smiles. Sophie was polite but distant, her usual warmth replaced by a defensive reserve.
