Astennu
Back in my room, Evie's spiced vanilla scent seeped into my soul once again; she had been in here too. Her scent was like physical tendrils that reached out, wrapping around my body, pulling me in whatever direction they wished and I was powerless to stop it, not that I would ever want to.
There was a basket of laundry dropped all over my floor. This must have been where she figured it out and then went running to my brother's room for confirmation.
I picked through the items, piling what belonged to Badru to the side out of what our mother had sent off to be freshened up in our absence. I always told her it wasn't necessary, but she always insisted, no matter what. One item, in particular, caught all my attention, a white dress shirt of mine that had the faintest hint of Evie's
