"Here."
Eric handed Evangeline's things to her from his locker.
"Thank you."
He took a quick peek at her, secretly sighing in relief when she was back to her usual pompous self. Though something was different about her . . . he couldn't put his finger on precisely what.
If it weren't for her swollen eyes, he would entirely dismiss the memory that she cried.
They didn't talk much when they walked all the way to the lockers. Eric didn't have anything to talk about while Evangeline secretly rejoiced. She didn't want to talk about her embarrassing weakest moment of crying out of the blue like that.
Eric retrieved his backpack and raincoat and locked his locker.
". . ."
". . ."
The two were awfully quiet.
Eric was busy putting on his coat while Evangeline walked beside him, occasionally glancing at him from time to time.
Until they reached the path leading to the gates, the two didn't speak a single word.
Eric stopped, and Evangeline halted, clutching her bag.
