AUTHOR’S POV

The morning sun spilled into Aria’s room, soft light brushing over her as she had stayed up comforting Eva through the night.

“Sorry I kept you awake,” Eva murmured as she stretched slowly. Her eyes were heavy, and her cheeks still marked with dried tears.

“Com’on, it’s fine,” Aria said softly.

“I need to wash up,” Eva said, pushing herself to her feet.

As she headed for the door, it creaked open, and Liam stepped in. He looked worn out, having slept in his ...