Elias's POV

We had hours until ten PM. Hours to wait. To think. To panic.

I couldn't stay in my dorm. Couldn't sit still. Couldn't think straight.

"Come to my suite," Ronan said. "You shouldn't be alone right now."

I followed him without arguing.

His suite felt safer somehow. More private. Like the walls could protect us from what was coming.

I sat on his couch. Stared at nothing.

"You should eat something," Ronan said.

"I can't."

"You need to. Before tonight. Your body needs ...