Evaline:
I took the stairs to the second floor two at a time, my chest tight with frustration, my head still buzzing with River's voice, his hands, his damn phone.
Every step felt like I was trying to outrun the lingering heat of that moment... outrun the disappointment, the anger, the aching want that had nowhere to go.
When I reached the top, I stopped short.
Oscar was there.
He stood in the hallway, one hand on his bedroom door, clearly about to step inside. He froze the moment he heard my footsteps. When his gaze lifted and landed on my face, his eyebrows rose instantly, confusion giving way to concern as he took in my expression - my clenched jaw, the sting behind my eyes, the frustration I hadn't bothered to hide.
I didn't give myself time to think.
I ran straight toward him.
"Oscar-"
That was all I managed before I threw myself into his arms.
