Chapter 16
EVANGELINE POINT OF VIEW
I don't sleep well anymore.
Every night, I lie awake staring at the ceiling of my tiny bedroom, replaying the humiliation from lunch. Celeste's perfect smile. The laughter of hundreds of students. The way Ronan sat there and watched it all happen without moving a muscle.
Tonight is no different. The clock on my nightstand shows 2:47 AM, but my mind won't quiet down. Won't stop replaying every cruel word and every moment of shame.
When exhaustion finally pulls me under, the dreams begin.
I'm standing in a place that doesn't exist in the real world. A forest clearing surrounded by trees so tall they disappear into misty darkness above. Moonlight streams down through the canopy, but it's not normal moonlight. This light is silve
