Elias’s POV

I did not sleep.

I lay in bed for almost an hour, staring at the ceiling. My room felt too small. The walls felt too close. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Hale’s face from earlier or I heard Vale saying my name like he already knew something.

I turned on my side. Then my back. Then my face into the pillow.

Nothing helped.

I kept listening for footsteps in the hall. I knew Ronan was out there. That should have made me calm. But it did not stop my thoughts from ...