The air in the dorm felt heavier without Evelyn. Her perfume no longer clung to every corner, and her shrill laughter no longer bounced through the halls.

Damien had thought her absence would bring him peace. Instead, it left him restless. He kept telling himself that without her clinging to his arm, Ivy would finally make her move. She would try to circle closer, try to take Evelyn’s place, as so many girls before had done. He had seen many of Evelyn's minions trying to take her spot.

But ...