Evelyn POV
Waking up, I am laying with my head on Thaddeus' chest. I sit up and suddenly, the events of last night come back to me, though the memory is a little fuzzy. Thaddeus is watching me, a strange look on his face.
“Morning,” comes Ryland's voice from my other side, making me look over at him. Orion is sitting on the end of the bed, also staring intently at me.
“Where is Mara?” I ask nervously, not liking the silence as they stare. The feeling that is coming from them makes me anxious.
“With my mother,” Thaddeus says.
I nod, about to climb off the bed, when Ryland grips my wrist tugging me back to where I was. I feel caged, backed into a corner, being eaten alive by their judging eyes. I f****d up; I know I f****d up.
“Don't run,” Ryland says, letting my wrist go.
“You are
