CRYSTAL POV
The dorm room felt unusually tensed this night, it felt like I was trapped in a caged.
I sat on my bed with my back was pressed against the cold wall, while I crossed my leg beneath me, and a half-eaten apple resting forgotten on the small wooden table beside my pillow. I had taken only two small bites before my stomach had completely rebelled against it, twisting my navel into a tight knot that made even the thought of food feel impossible. The apple now looked sad and abandoned under the dim light of the single lantern, its flesh slowly turning brown at the edges, a perfect reflection of how everything in my life seemed to be slowly decaying these days.
Across from me, Mara remained in her usual position, facing the wall, one headphone already tucked into her ear,
