Eva's POV
I went back home with Cecilia, who was quiet and looked like she was deep in thought. She looked like she could have imploded at any second. She opened the door for me and I entered. Lisa was on the couch, snoring and drooling on the armrest. Cecilia found the candle and lit it, illuminating our dark living room. She took another candle and a match. She took me up to my room and walked me to my bed. She also lit a candle for me.
"Do you need anything?" She asked. "How do you feel?"
