Evangelina’s POV
We have been interrogating people for the last 2 days. Warrick has been in and out of the room and has been grovelling. So far my room and office are filled with flowers and little letters. He has made a cake for me, which wasn’t the best. Adn this morning he made me breakfast, which was much better than the cake. Even though we have both been busy, he has still sat with me for breakfast and brought me lunch and dinner since we have been either in the office or interrogation room. I walk out of the interrogation room, I feel the tiredness wash over me.
“How’s it going?” I hear and then stumble from a shoulder bump.
“Fine.” I grumble, looking at Henry. His blue eyes sparkling with mischief.
“Damn, you look tired.” He says, whistling then looking me up and down.
“Yeah
