(Evy's Point of View)
It had been two days since the message ordeal and I hadn't stepped out of the mansion and Seb hadn't gone anywhere either as he took his time to take care of me. I know I said I was not a traumatized teenager but at this moment, I was beginning to eat those words. I might but be a teenager, I felt traumatized having to bubble everything up. I felt like exploding as every memory crashed on me.
"Evelyn," I lifted my head at the sound of my name, finding Seb there at the edge of the bed. He has been so understanding toward me while I hid things from him, I didn't deserve him.
"I-I-I-" I began. "I'm ready to tell you everything,"
He came to sit beside me on the bed. "I told you I don't have to know anything,"
"But it's eating me up, it's draining me, I ju
