Evelyn woke up with a heavy pressure in her head and ears. After she opened her eyes, she realized they were burning as well.
It was only then that she noticed she was feeling a bit sick, and as her vision sharpened, she became aware of the members inside her room.
Julian was asleep in the single armchair across from her bed. His clothes were the same ones he'd worn the previous day, and his hair was messy.
Angelo was sleeping with his head tilted to the side, right at the corner of her bed. Because he was kneeling, he had leaned his upper body against the bed.
Kian was sitting on the seat of the bay window in the room, and Ivan, who was right next to him, had fallen asleep on the floor with his cheek resting against Kian's knee.
Evelyn couldn't help but smile at the sight, and without realizing it, she reached a hand toward Angelo.
Something inside her urged her to touch his pink hair, but he was a little too far away for her to reach.
