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11| 𝑊𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝐵𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠

The Compound

The morning sun shone into the room as Evelyn's eyes fluttered open, her mind still all over the place with all of yesterday's events taking a toll on her. With a groan, Evelyn turned around to come face-to-face with Jace lying beside her, still sound asleep as soft snores escaped his mouth.

With a soft smile creeping up on her face, she began to play with his hair, causing his sleep to be interrupted. Jace's eyes fluttered open, only to shut close again as his eyes needed time to adjust to the bright sunlight pouring into the room.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," Evelyn mumbled softly as Jace's eyes finally met hers and a sense of relief flashed over the male werewolf.

Sighing, he scooted closer to her, wrapping her into a hug as Evelyn's head rested on his chest and he placed a small kiss on her forehead. "How're you feeling now? I was so scared," Jace questioned as he ran his hands through her hair in a soothing manner.

"I'm alright," Evelyn replied as Jace scoffed in disbelief.

"You don't have to lie to me," he reminded her as she hummed in agreement.

"I know. I'm not lying," she repeated, "I'm fine. I was just...so scared about Davina that..."

"I know. You love Davina like your own. You always have and the thought of losing her must've been-"

"Terrifying," Evelyn finished his sentence, "I felt so helpless. It felt like someone drove a stake through my heart and I just...couldn't breathe anymore."

"She's alright," Jace told her as she removed herself from his grip and sat up on the bed, resting her head against the headboard, "Rebekah brought her back last night. Your necklace worked."

"Rebekah brought her back here?" Evelyn asked with wide eyes as Jace nodded, "and why're we here?"

"You were sick, unconscious," Jace reminded, "so, we just decided it was better to lay you down here for the night."

"We?"

"You know," Jace shrugged as Evelyn raised her brows at him, "Marcel, Rebekah, the brother in the suit and even...even the hybrid guy seemed worried about you."

"Klaus," Evelyn spoke, "his name is Klaus. And the guy in the suit is Elijah, their older brother. He's the one who helped Hayley all this time, you know, my childhood friend."

"Uh yeah, got it. Sorry I just need some time to get caught up with everything," Jace mumbled sheepishly as Evelyn looked away in guilt.

"I'm sorry I hid all this from you for this long," she apologized again, "I didn't want to-"

"I know, baby," Jace cut her off, "you did it for your friend's safety. I understand. I'm sorry I got mad at you first, I was just...scared."

"You've got nothing to be scared about," Evelyn told him honestly, "I love you. You mean so much to me and I...I promise you, no more secrets from now on."

"I love you too," Jace replied with a smile, "so much that I can't put it to words."

Evelyn smiled back softly as their moment was interrupted by a series of knocks on the door, causing the couple to exchange a look.

"I'll check," Jace offered as he got up to open the door. When he moved aside, Evelyn's eyes landed on Marcel, who walked in with a small smile while carrying a tray of food in his hands.

Walking up to her, he placed the tray on the bedstand as he sat down on the edge of the bed with a guilty look on his face.

"You won't even look at me?" Marcel asked sadly as Evelyn stared at her hands, refusing to meet his eyes, "Evie, I'm sorry. Please, tell me how I can make this better. I can't afford to have you hate me too."