Evelyn's POV I woke up in Fiona's room, Liam was sleeping on the couch. We snuck in since I am supposed to be dead. How fucked up can one family be? It could have been hours or days since I had showered and lay my head on Fiona's side of the bed. I couldn't wait to see my best friend, my sister. Tears threatened at the corner of my eyes and as soon as one fell, the dam would crack and the hot tears wouldn't stop until there was nothing left. Sitting up with the pink sheet held up to my chest, I cried silently. The tears rolled down my cheeks leaving tracks behind for the others to follow. It wasn't until I chortled, trying to hold back my melancholic melody, that Liam woke up.  "Fi?" He seemed to have forgotten what was happening. It took him a moment to wake up and come back to reality. It was like watching a kid g

Sconces lined the hallway. Meadow green carpet lined the floor and a mural of a bright sunny day was painted as far as the eye could see. It all smelled new and was a bit overwhelming to my senses. That's probably why I didn't notice the Oisin watching me from the doorway up ahead."So you've made your decision?" I jumped not realizing he was so close to me."Don't scare me like that!" He laughed which was music to my ears. Uncrossing his arms I could see he was shirtless with water dripping from his head. He must have just showered. Sweatpants perfectly fitted. They must be new; I missed the old ones that hung off of his hips from being so worn out."Evelyn, keep your thoughts about my new wardrobe to yourself." He was listening. "Fiona would be very upset to hear you don't approve of my new sweats. She got them in blue, black, grey, dark green, and whatever other color she could find." He smirked. "I do have forever with you so at