Evaline:
Despite everything that had happened throughout Saturday, despite the burning humiliation and the echo of cruel laughter, I woke up on Sunday morning feeling… different.
There was still an ache in my chest, the memory of shower incident was still lingering like a bruise under my skin. But it didn't sting as much anymore.
Because last night, someone had made me feel like I mattered.
Draven left just before midnight, sneaking out with his usual stealth, leaving a half-empty food container beside my bed and a soft warmth still wrapped around my heart. He didn't say goodbye... he didn't need to. His scent was still lingering on my pillow, and I knew he would be back.
He always came back.
With a small, tired smile, I pulled on my clothes and tied my hair back in a loose braid before leaving my dorm. I could have taken the day off. Honestly, I probably should have. But after everything, I needed something to do, somewhere to be.
