Sharon’s POV

When I got back to my dorm room, the walls seemed to close in on me, the air thick with questions I wasn't ready to answer. Tina's eyes widened when she saw me, her brows furrowing with concern as she glanced at my disheveled state.

"What the heck happened to you? And why are you dressed like that?" Tina asked, her voice laced with amused curiosity, but I couldn't bring myself to explain. Not yet.

I shook my head, ...