Chapter 93
- Evelyn's POV
- I looked up at the person holding the glass of milk, and my eyes widened in surprise. It wasn't anyone, but Dr. Kelvin, my psychiatrist. I felt a wave of relief wash over me, knowing that I was safe and in good hands.
- Dr. Kelvin's expression was calm and concerned as he handed me the glass of milk. "Here, Evelyn, drink this. You've had a rough night."