Evaline:
The moment Draven and I stepped inside my dorm room, a strange calm settled over me.
It was the kind that came after a storm, unnatural and almost too still, like the world was holding its breath.
He locked the bedroom door behind us without a word. His movements were silent but... protective. I didn't look at him. I couldn't. The pressure behind my eyes was building, threatening to spill. If I looked at him, I knew I was going to fall apart.
So I walked straight to my bed and sat down with a dull thud. My towel was long replaced with pajamas - warm, clean clothes that should have brought me comfort but were feeling like paper on a raw wound. I drew my legs up and wrapped my arms around them, burying my face in my knees.
The bed dipped slightly as he joined me.
And then... I felt his arms wrapping around me.
I didn't stop him.
I didn't want to.
