Shivaay Pov
Uncertainty loomed as I pondered how to be around her. It was evident that something from the recent conversation in the dining hall had deeply affected her, plunging her into what felt like the lowest point of her life. Perhaps it had triggered painful memories from her past. Lost in thought, I continued caring for her, drying her hair, my mind filled with concern.
As I stole a glance in the mirror to observe Evelyn's reflection, I noticed her drifting into slumber. Gently placing the dryer down and turning off the plug, I moved to the side of the chair. With a tender touch, I brushed her hair behind her ear, revealing a charm that left me searching for the right words. Charm—yes, that was it. She was a captivating blend of cuteness, beauty, and undeniable adorableness.