Tell Him about Raven

The night passed, and the morning broke. William paced at the door nervously. After a long while, he gently turned the doorknob. He chose not to knock, fearful that if she was asleep, the noise might wake her. William stepped into the room, immediately noticing Valentina's laptop on the coffee table was still open. Just as Tim had said, she must have been busy all night. He glanced towards the bedroom and walked silently towards it. Beneath the covers of the large bed was a slight lump, with a few strands of hair peeking out from beneath the blanket, strewn across the sheets. It seems her venting had settled, and calm had returned. William, who had been worried all night, felt relieved at this sight. Yet, just as he was about to step back out, the person wrapped in the blanket suddenly lifted the covers over her head. The room's curtains were tightly drawn, leaving the room dimly lit. Her hair covered her face and eyes, obscuring her expression. However, William distinctly felt her gaz