POV: SAINT
Evelyn had been sitting in the same spot since Sam left hours ago. The room was silent as I let her be with her thoughts. I can only imagine the hurt and betrayal she feels right now. Knowing that Sam cheated on her and has a son must be tearing her apart inside. She must feel utterly crushed and heartbroken.
I managed to wipe the blood off my face using my shirt, but my head still throbbed a bit. From the shattered window, I could see it was morning. Neither of us had slept at all. Sleep wouldn't even come to me, especially with Evelyn in this state—sitting there, staring into nothingness, her eyes hollow yet filled with sorrow. Even though I couldn't do much to take away her pain, I wanted her to know I was here if she needed to talk.
I crawled over to where she sat and
