"..."
The silence that followed Everly's internal meltdown was so thick and heavy you could have sliced it, served it on a platter, and called it dessert.
Both Jeremy and Ivy were left staring at her, completely dumbfounded. It wasn't just what she'd said, but the sheer, unadulterated volume of it, broadcasted directly into their heads with the emotional force of a tidal wave.
Ivy looked utterly bewildered, her elegant features scrunched in confusion. She had no frame of reference for Everly's specific brand of frustration. To her, Adelia was just a brilliant, enigmatic girl with a complicated life.
Jeremy, however, understood completely.
He'd been subjected to Everly's increasingly unhinged theories about Adelia Rong for days now. Her rant about how her life was "ridiculously super clichéd," and how every single wild guess Everly made about the girl turned out to be horrifyingly, impossibly accurate.
