Feels like home
The campus had fallen into an eerie stillness by the time Victor made his way to the edge of Eve's dormitory.
The shadows stretched long under the faint moonlight, and the tall trees that lined the walkways swayed gently in the breeze, their leaves rustling like whispers in the night.
It was well past curfew, and the silence was only broken by the occasional hoot of an owl somewhere in the woods.
His gaze flickered up to Eve's window, the same window he had snuck through before. He knew Emily had spent the whole day with Eve, ensuring she was well cared for, but he couldn't shake the concern that gnawed at him.
Something about the way Eve had been the previous night, fragile and feverish, left him uneasy. He had planned to check on her earlier, but now, with curfew already in effect, sneaking in was the only option.