Third POV
Evelyn sat at the edge of the bed, still catching her breath, while her mind wandered in circles again. The room smelled like sweat, perfume, and the faint trace of the candle Alex had lit earlier.
The sheets were still messy beneath her legs. Her heart had not calmed down since the moment she heard Chloe’s voice earlier that evening. That single rumor sat in her mind like a stone she couldn’t push away.
She kept replaying it even though she wished she could stop thinking about it. She remembered how Liam had looked at Alex when he opened the door naked. His eyes had stayed too long, and it made her skin prickle. But she didn’t ask Alex anything now. She didn’t want to sound weak or paranoid. So she stayed quiet, pretending all was normal while her thoughts moved in every di
