Evelyn's POV
When I woke up again, it was already 6:30. I remembered yelling at Sebastian last night, and then—
I shot straight up. Wait… this is Julian’s place?
I remembered he’d called me over to “fulfill our… agreement.” But we hadn’t actually done anything!
Wait—what is this outfit? No way… is this Julian’s shirt?
I shivered and jumped out of bed. The second I stood up, a chill ran down south.
Oh no. I wasn’t wearing any underwear!!!
I bolted out of the bedroom, but the second floor was a maze of hallways and rooms—I had no idea which one Julian was in.
I hurried down the corridor and ended up in the central atrium, then rushed down the stairs.
“Julian? Julian?” I whispered. “Hello… you here?”
Julian’s apartment was unreal. I always thought only townhouses were this big, but
