Evaline:
I had barely stepped back into the dorm, towel wrapped around my damp hair to absorb the excess water, when I realized something was… off.
Mallory was standing near the cold fireplace, gulping down the last of her coffee like her life depended on it. Rowan was hopping around on one foot, struggling to pull on his shoe while muttering under his breath. Ria, on the other hand, had already grabbed her cardigan and was halfway toward the door before she froze and looked at me.
The three of them were moving with purpose.
Urgency.
Now that I thought about it, I just walked past a group of my classmates in the hallway who were in rush to go somewhere.
Confusion flickered through me. "What's going on?" I asked, placing my toiletries basket on the shoe cabinet near the door.
Ria didn't answer.
Instead, she marched straight toward me, grabbed my wrist, and dragged me to the couch.
"Sit," she ordered.
