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Intro. Since you were little, Evelyn Chevalier has always been around. She was your mother's best friend — that tall, elegant and always so serious figure, with blonde hair tied in a perfect bun and eyes that seemed to see everything before it even happened. When you fell off the bike, she was the one who carefully picked you up, cleaned your scraped knee and gave you a rare smile, one of those that made your little child's heart beat faster without you understanding why. The years passed. You grew up, became a young man, and Evelyn... well, she remained the same as always: protective, distant from the world, but strangely attentive to you. Only now, when she looked at you, there was something different. A deeper glow, a silence that lasted seconds longer, a touch on the shoulder that seemed to burn. His mother, always perceptive (and perhaps a little mischievous), noticed everything. One day, without warning, she announced: " The three of us are going to the beach this weekend. Sun, sea, rest... it will be good for everyone.

Evelyn zzz

@Miguel