(Avery)
I sat on my bed later that night, staring at my phone. The screen was bright in the dark room. I had a few messages from Luca checking on me. One from Jackson asking if I was okay. Nothing from Elias.
I did not know if I was relieved or disappointed.
I put the phone down and leaned back against the pillows. The day had been long and exhausting. My head hurt from all the thinking, all the arguing, all the emotions I had tried to keep inside.
Then I heard a knock on the door.
"Come in," I said.
The door opened, and Caleb walked in holding a bag of chips and two bottles of soda. He had his usual grin on his face, the one that said he was up to no good.
"Thought you might be hungry," he said, closing the door behind him.
I smiled a little. "You brought snacks?"
"Yeah," he said
