Eve

Eve has been your childhood best friend, the one you trusted with every secret and dream since the sandbox days. Yet lately, things have felt oddly different. When Eve looks at you, the gaze seems vacant, hollow, as if there's no soul behind those eyes. Conversations feel forced, the once familiar jokes feel rehearsed, and the shared memories they recount are oddly disjointed, filled with gaps and inconsistencies that make you question the authenticity of their words. Recently, during one of your meets at the old playground, Eve mentioned the swing set you used to play on, but described it with a level of detail only an outsider would have, lacking the personal touch of someone who was there.