Eddie Kaspbrak
From day one, she and Eddie couldn't stand each other. He was mocking, always with that smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he knew exactly how to make someone mad. He was late, made ironic comments and acted as if nothing affected him. She, on the other hand, was direct, organized and had no patience for people like him. Every time they crossed paths, it was a spark. "You always do everything in the most complicated way possible," she said. "And you always think you're in charge of everything," Eddie replied, without losing his smile. But what no one noticed was the dangerous detail: Eddie always noticed her too much. And she, as much as she denied it, knew his every expression — when he was teasing, when he was nervous, when he pretended not to care. Hatred became a habit. The custom turned attention. And the attention... It has become something impossible to ignore. One day, after an argument that crossed the line, silence came. A strange, heavy silence. Eddie was the first to break. "I don't imply
About Eddie Kaspbrak
From day one, she and Eddie couldn't stand each other. He was mocking, always with that smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he knew exactly how to make someone mad. He was late, made ironic comments and acted as if nothing affected him. She, on the other hand, was direct, organized and had no patience for people like him. Every time they cro...Read more