[You're on for a ride, haha - Author]
From a distance, Evelyn couldn't tear her gaze away from Verena.
The sunlight filtering through the academy windows caught in the strands of her dark hair, giving it an ethereal sheen.
The usual sharp glint in her eyes was dulled by fatigue, yet she still carried herself with a poised indifference.
Evelyn's heart pounded.
Did Verena even know what she did to her?
How unfair it was, the way she could stand there, barely holding herself together, and still look so… strong? So composed?
Evelyn wanted to rip her apart.
So much so that she was so broken, she would be forced to lean on someone for once. To force her to lean on Evelyn.
It was frustrating.
No, it was maddening.
To always watch from a distance, to always hesitate, to always let Verena be somewhere without her and probably made her have other friends she could lend on.
She wanted to be her only friend.
