Evelyn POV
When I wake up, my body is killing me, every muscle aching like I have run a marathon. Stretching, I roll and come nose to nose with Thaddeus. His eyes are wide open, staring back at me, and I can’t help the squeal of fright, opening my eyes to his green ones so close.
He says nothing, just watches me, sending a shiver up my spine with how hollow he looks, empty and emotionless. My heart is pounding in my chest before palpitating.
Fear is something I have grown used to, but it never gets any more welcoming; you can never get used to the feeling. And even though fear is something I feel regularly, it never becomes familiar or comfortable, just there, waiting to flood me when I least expect it.
I feel a knot form in my stomach and wriggle away from him.
“Do I scare you?” h
