Chapter 65: Dylan POV (7)

The next moment Dylan opened his eyes, he was greeted by the same ceiling that he last remembered he was staring at, except that his room was bathed in an orange hue that made the old room look a little bit better. Sitting up, he flinched at the growing headache and his eyes stung. 

He brought up an arm to his face to wipe off the stains of tears in his cheeks with the sleeve of his jacket. When he glanced at the sky through his window, the sun was already starting to set at the horizon.

Since Enzo was probably giving them the rest of the day to breathe before jumping into action yet again seeing as he wasn't disturbed even once despite being asleep the entire afternoon, he decided to go out and take a stroll around the neighborhood, which probably was not a good idea considering how sketchy everything in the area looked. But he decided that idling around wouldn't be good for his mental health so he forced himself to jump off the bed.

After a quick shower and changing