Chapter 15 : Turning Tides

I wallow in Eva’s dorm room for the next few days.

She’d been an actual saint when I’d shown up at her door, a mess and crying like I’d just gotten broken up with, and ushered me in while tucking me into her small twin bed while I babbled on about everything to her.

I couldn’t hold back while I spilled everything—confessing every morsel of information I’d been withholding from her over the past few weeks because I didn’t want her to judge me. My heart ached, remembering Sol’s devastated expression as I’d turned around and left him wailing after me like a dog left behind by its owner. And even that, too, I told her about.

The sound wouldn’t leave my ears, even in my dreams it haunted me.

She’d been quiet for a long while, petting me gently to sleep while murmuring we were going to figure it out together. But how?