CHAPTER 35
Shivaay's POV
"Do you want to sit up?" I ask softly, watching Evelyn’s tired eyes struggle to stay open. Her eyelashes flutter as if they’re too heavy to lift, but still, she gives me a small nod. I gently help her lean back against the headboard, adjusting the pillows behind her for support. Her movements are slow, like she’s weighed down by the remnants of the nightmare that’s still clinging to her. As I settle beside her, our shoulders almost touch, and the flickering light from the TV casts soft shadows across the room, creating a cocoon around us.