Ayla’s POV
Derek opened his mouth to ask another question, his eyes still fixed on me with that searching intensity that made me feel like he could see right through my lies.
But before he could speak, a sharp whistle cut through the night air.
The final whistle.
All three of us turned toward the sound. It was the signal that lights out would happen in just a few minutes. Everyone needed to be in their cabins.
Derek's jaw tightened. I could see him struggling with the decision, wanting to push for more answers but knowing we were out of time.
"Both of you need to get inside," he said finally, his voice firm. "Now. We will talk about this tomorrow."
Sienna grabbed my arm, tugging me toward the cabin. "Come on."
I glanced back at Derek one more time. He was still standing there in th
