EVE.
After dinner, I practically bolted back to my room the second it was polite enough to do so. I just mumbled something about being tired and slipped away.
Saint had left not long after he arrived.
He didn't say goodbye. Not that I expected him to. He just stood, placed his napkin beside his plate, and walked out like the rest of us weren't even there.
Let him stay gone, please.
The moment I shut my door, I exhaled for what felt like the first time in hours. My hands trembled slightly as I pulled off my clothes and slipped into the soft pink nightie I'd picked earlier.
I tied my hair into a bun and let my bare feet sink into the rug as I moved to sit on the bed. Just a few hours in this place and I already felt like a caged animal. It was as if the walls were also watching me.
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