ETHAN POV
I sat on the couch for a while after we got back, elbows on my knees, hands hanging loosely between them, staring at nothing in particular, just… waiting.
For what? I wish I knew...
She’d gone straight to the shower, blabbering about needing to get rid of it. I thought she meant the blood we were both covered in, but I wasn't one hundred percent sure about it. She was acting strange, avoiding my gaze, my touch. She didn't even attempt to sass me back when I tried to block her path to comfort her. She went straight into our room, closing the door behind her.
My demon was gone. Lost somewhere in her head, buried under whatever she was feeling. Building up those high, thick walls once again.
I dragged a hand over my face and pushed myself up after a few minutes, heading down t
