I opened the door to my dorm and froze.
Rhea sat on the edge of her bed, legs crossed, a hoodie zipped halfway up like she couldn't decide if she was cold or just ashamed. Her hair was damp at the ends. Her eyes looked like she hadn't slept, but they still lit up when she saw me. "Holy s**t. You're alive."
She stood and then hesitated like she wasn't sure if we were supposed to hug or fight. I stepped past her without saying anything and dropped onto my bed. I didn't want a hug. I didn't want to be touched. I didn't want anything.
"You've been gone for days. No one knew where you were."
I didn't answer. My fingers tightened around the edge of the blanket. My throat burned, but I forced it down.
"I didn't know if you were hurt, or dead, or taken by a..."
"I'm fine."
She sat again, th
