EVELYN'S POV
Faint sighs escaped my lips as I tossed in bed for the umpteenth time in a row; I couldn't bring myself to sleep. I was more confused than I had ever been in my entire life at the moment and panicked at my nerves thinking about it.
I curled up my toes, coughing slowly as I pushed myself up from the bed. My throat ran dry on cue, settling my nerves with the need to quench my thirst.
I pushed towards the door, heading down the kitchen towards the fridge; however, a frown settled on my face seeing rays of light come from the door to Marcus's room. Why wasn't he asleep yet?.
I settled the cup back on the counter after taking a glassful and dragged my feet slowly and gently, not wanting to draw attention to myself as I tiptoed towards Marcel's room.
He seemed to be
