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~Eva’s POV
“Go and get dressed,” Dylan’s mother said gently. “We are going out.”
I blinked. “Out?”
“Yes,” she replied, already turning slightly as if the matter was settled. “You need fresh air. And food. You look like you have been carrying the weight of this house alone, and also to celebrate you joining the company soon.”
Something in my chest loosened. I nodded quickly, afraid my voice would betray me.
“I will not be long,” I said.
She smiled. “Take your time.”
I went inside, closing the bedroom door behind me. I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. The sound of water filled the space, loud and steady, drowning out my thoughts. When I stepped under it, the warmth wrapped around me, and only then did I realize how tense my body had been. My shoulders ached. My jaw
