EVE
I woke up to darkness and silence. The kind that pressed against my chest and made it hard to breathe. My throat felt like sandpaper, dry and raw, and my head ached like I'd been crying for hours—which, honestly, I had.
I turned my head toward the clock on my nightstand. 11:07 p.m. Great. The perfect time to feel miserable and dehydrated.
I pushed myself up, my body heavy, my eyes swollen. Everything in me felt… drained. Like the world had sucked all the energy out of me and replaced it with regret. I swung my legs over the bed, stood, and walked to the door. When I tried the handle, it didn't move.
Locked.
I let out a humorless laugh. Of course it was. Because what better way to deal with a family scandal than by locking up your daughter like she's a problem you can s
