Rowena's POV.
Cindy and I finally got back to the dorm room. It was already too late, the sky outside pitch black and the halls quiet. After everything that happened today—Jason, Rachel, the fight, the blood—I felt like my bones were melting.
I didn’t even bother changing. I just fell straight onto my bed, face-first, letting out a long, tired sigh. My eyes were already shutting on their own, the weight of sleep pulling me under.
Then—knock, knock.
I groaned, my face buried in the pillow. “Oh my god… who the hell is that?” I mumbled, not moving an inch.
Across the room, Cindy kicked her bedside drawer in frustration, half undressed, her shirt halfway off. “I swear, if it’s another i***t from the boys’ dorm, I’m going to kill someone,” she muttered under her breath.
We both stayed st
