Chapter 38. More Than a Roommate

Teyana’s POV

I didn’t know when sleep dragged me under, but I must have dozed off because the next thing I heard was the soft murmur of voices. My lashes fluttered open and I blinked into the dim light of the room.

I was surprised to see Stacy awake. She was sitting up carefully, like her body had just remembered it belonged to her. Zayne was still here, crouched by her pink bed, holding out a steaming mug of tea he had probably prepared while I was asleep, to her.

So I wasn’t dreaming. Everything with Stacy had truly happened.

Stacy collected the cup from him, looking very vulnerable and embarrassed. I hated that she was feeling embarrassed over something she had no control over.

I watched as Zayne leaned closer to her and whispered something in her ears that made her tense shoulders relax little by little. I didn’t think I could ever get used to this side of Zayne.

Stacy nodded once. He brushed a hand over her hair, then stood, tall and s