*Evelyn*
I cried like that for two hours— I wasn’t sure what did it. I rarely cried anymore. Maybe it was the fact that I’d never been in a bed so comfortable, or a house that smelled so nice. Whatever it was, the sobs wracked my body for a long time before a knock sounded on the door.
I sat up as quickly as my body would allow, using the sleeve of my jacket to wipe the tears from my face before making my way over and opening the door.
Mina’s passive-aggressive face met me. She had towels and a shirt folded up in her arms.
“Towels,” she told me. “Mr. Lucci requested that I send you one of his shirts to wear to sleep in so you could shower if you like.” Mina’s lip curled up as she told me about the shirt, and I wondered briefly if she and Slater were a couple. Surely not. He wouldn’t
