"Her calm steadied me."
Eli's question had hung in the library air like a challenge Silver couldn't answer. What is it, Silver? She'd stared at him for several frozen seconds, acutely aware of Americus and Riley pretending not to watch their exchange with fascinated interest. Then she'd mumbled something incoherent about being tired and needing to finish an essay, gathering her things with shaking hands and escaping before he could press for actual response.
Now she sat cross-legged on her narrow dorm bed, a cup of instant ramen going cold on her nightstand while the Gothic tower room settled into evening quiet. The letter from Eli lay open on her blanket again, its words already burned into her memory but somehow still shifting meaning every time she forced herself to reread them.