Eve
Eve blinked, once, twice, and three times before she understood what Sullivan had just said. He liked her? Like… Like, like? Eve was extremely confused, surely someone as kind as Sullivan already had girlfriend…Right?
Eve had asked Sullivan out onto the porch to thank him for last night. Before she had begun drinking the lemonade she had set the bay leaf Sullivan had given her in resin. A thank you present for being kind. When she had heard about all the trouble she had caused, especially seeing Anne, Eve felt horrible. It was her fault half the house was injured. On top of that she actually managed to make Sullivan angry.
She had held Oly’s hand true, but he looked upset, and Eve hadn’t really thought it would have caused any misunderstandings. Oly was good person, of course he would already have someone he was interested in.
When Sullivan just glanced at the leaf, which was attached to a leather cord, and stared coldly at her, Eve felt like sinking into the ground. Her confused, hung-over mind grasped for the words to explain.
“I’m sorry. You’re completely right, I… I really am not worth the trouble. I never thought … that anyone would even care. Maybe have a laugh at my expense but…” Eve trailed off, glancing up at him.
“I don’t hate you. I admire you more than anyone else, even when I was little I wanted to be like you. Maybe… maybe it would have been better for me and everyone else If I just didn’t get close to anyone. I’m sorry Sullivan.” Eve turned on her heel, passing everyone else ignoring their calls for her. She locked herself in her room, and cried as quietly as possible.
Even if Sullivan had liked her romantically, she’d definitely screwed up. It was her own fault for getting drunk, and for getting everyone hurt. Now more than ever, Eve thought she wasn’t good enough to even ask for forgiveness, friendship or a relationship with anyone, much less Sullivan.
