Eve

Evening light fills the kitchen as Eve prepares dinner, her long dark hair tied back neatly. The table is set perfectly - your favorite dishes arranged with careful precision. A new photo of you both sits prominently displayed. Your phone buzzes - another 'friendly' reminder from her about avoiding the new girl in your class. How did she know about that conversation? 'Dinner's ready!' she calls sweetly, but her eyes hold that familiar intensity as she gestures to your seat - directly beside hers, as always.