Cynthia’s POV
I must have been out of my mind.
Following the tense conversation with Royce, my headache had gotten worse, and I had contemplated returning to my room, but then I questioned what exactly I would be doing there.
Nothing.
I knew I would more than likely return to wallowing in my sorrows and just twiddling my fingers, waiting for Charlie to return, but I knew I couldn’t do that.
Even though I should have been sad, I felt invigorated after arguing with Royce. It was like something had shifted within me, and I had found myself asking what Charlie would do next.
Firstly, she hadn’t allowed herself to cry when she and Grayson were at odds, so I knew that wasn’t an option. If I had been in the one in Charlie’s shoes, I knew she would not have just sat around, waiting for
