Hey, this is my first non-Twilight Story, so far…….I really loved this book and I think that Evie should have her chance to show that she isn't going to be controlled. So, Evie is now 17 years old. **Peter never died the body found was someone else's.** Hope you enjoy the story! I want to update soon but I have another story that is unfinished so I may have like weekly updates for both.

EPOV-Evie Spooner

I walked home in the brisk cold night; I tried to stay away from Joe and my mom usually. I didn't know if they killed Peter or not, but it was probable. Joe stole that gold from Jews; and whether the Jews were dead or not, it was completely unjustified.

My mom had an affair with the first guy that I really ever loved. She was married to Joe back then and now. I am pretty sure that she has slept with a lot of guys, even before Joe. Joe's mom was the person that I couldn't stand to be around. Before the trip to Florida, I practically hated her. But at least she saw how life was unfair. She noticed that reality was harsh. She hated my mom and me. Hated how we 'invaded her life like aliens from outer space'.

Mrs. Grayson was my best friend and I had a job at the hotel. She decided that I should live there once I was old enough to be on my own. I organized activities at the hotel and I helped out the guests to ensure that they were comfortable. Mrs. Grayson and I went on lots of shopping trips.

It was a little over a year ago that Peter was discovered dead. Just after a hurricane ended. I hadn't talked to Margie in about a year. She just wasn't the person that I could be friends with, not after everything that happened. I had grown up quickly after we returned home. I can easily fill out a shirt or a dress now and am a complete glamour girl. I wear lipstick now and glamorous clothes.

All the guys asked me out but I accepted most of the time, well up until 2 months ago. I would get out of the house whenever possible. I think my perfume attracts them. Romance Garden. None of them were really good enough to hang onto though. There was one guy named Max and he and I were a couple at the moment, he loved me and I really liked him. I just felt like I couldn't trust anyone so we weren't a very close couple. We went on dates and kissed but that was it. We had been dating for 2 months as of last Friday.

I turned onto my street and saw an unfamiliar car in the driveway. I wasn't very fancy or luxouious.

Inside, the kitchen light was on. Usually it wasn't on at this hour. Maybe Joe had a drinking buddy or an Ex-G.I. over. It was mid-summer and Joe or my mom had lots of friends over.

Soon, I was in front of the plain house. I walked up the stairs of the front porch. My heels made click, clack sounds against the wood of the white porch. Joe was inside talking. Once he heard my heels he stopped talking. I opened the fancy engraved wood and glass door. Although I had different plans (run upstairs and hide in my room, maybe go to sleep or read a book or stare at the sky), my mom had her own plan.

"Evie, you have a visitor, and it isn't Max." That was odd, well maybe it was somebody from school. Then again, I didn't recognize the car outside. We headed to the kitchen. Mom turned the corner first and then I did. Someone stopped breathing. When I looked up, I saw him. Peter Coleridge. He was dead though, why is he alive, in our kitchen, and here to visit me?

"Evie…Hi." I stared at him, not talking. He outstretched his hand for me to shake it then dropped it after I ignored it. It was quiet, uncomfortable silence.

"You are probably wondering why I am alive. Well, I was unconscious and far out in the ocean. The body that was found wasn't mine, even though everyone presumed so. I lived and I got a job. I make a pretty good salary now. I bought my own car with my own hard earned money. I've missed you pussycat." I kept staring at him. Once I was able to talk, I did. It was only 21 words but it was talking.

"Are you sure that you aren't just here to see my mom? Yes, I know about your little affair with her." (A/N: it was an affair against Joe, but I think it sounds weird coming from Evie…but that was what it was I guess.) He looked at me, then looked down. After a moment he asked. "Can I talk to you in private?" My mom and Joe just walked out and went upstairs.

"I know that I used you to get to your mom, but after the night you came to my hideout, I discovered that it was you that I loved. So, pussycat, do you love me back?" I didn't answer right away. I was sure of my answer though. I knew it ever since I met him.

"Yes, I always have. But, recently I discovered that love doesn't matter much, it's trust. Love is a word, trust is a knowledge."

"So do you love me or not? Evie, I want to give us another chance."

So, did you like it???? Hm…should Evie chose him or not? I think I know but just tell me what you think and I will see how to continue.

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