Evangeline’s POV:
I sighed, finally pushing myself up from the shower floor. The water had long since turned lukewarm, but I hadn't cared. My limbs felt heavy, my skin prickled from sitting too long against the cold tile. With a deep inhale, I wiped my face, chasing away the lingering moisture, though I wasn’t sure if it was from the shower or the remnants of my tears.
I huffed out a breath, forcing myself to move. My fingers trembled slightly as I turned off the water and stepped out.
The steam curled around me, a thick veil of warmth that did little to soothe the raw ache in my chest. I reached for a towel, wrapping it around my body as I glanced at my reflection in the fogged-up mirror. My eyes looked hollow, shadows bruising the skin beneath them. I didn’t linger.
As I stepped out
