Chapter Nineteen
EVELYN'S POV
After what seemed like a few hours I came downstairs to grab a cup of warm milk because I could not sleep. What Mrs Teresa said during dinner kept ringing in my head. I know everyone has a story but he seemed like he had a normal and comfortable life and hadn't been through anything rough in life, well maybe I am wrong i thought to myself.
When I came down, the living room lights were out so I assumed Eros was in his room. As soon as I put the lights on I was shocked. Eros was seated on the sofa with his head resting on the sofa back. At that moment my legs were hooked to the ground. I didn't know if I should run up back to my room or just pretend nothing is wrong and heat up the milk.