Chapter 72

• DAVE
• An unexpected visitor barged into my room, her face twisted into an expression so bizarre that it was almost comical. Wide eyes, lips pressed into a thin, irritated line, and that little twitch in her brow. Evie always had a way of making frustration look oddly attractive. But this? This was on the next level. If I hadn't known any better, I'd have thought she'd just walked in on me to set my body on fire.
• The sunlight cast dramatic shadows across her face, highlighting the amber flecks in her blue eyes. Her chestnut red hair was pulled back in a messy bun with a few stubborn strands escaping to frame her flushed face. Even in her distress, she commanded the room with an effortless presence that made my chest tighten.