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Raavi kept her eyes wide open, seeing Caspian in a nightgown which softened his appearance as opposed to his usual imposing attire. His hair cascaded freely, framing his face, which bore an unusual emptiness. He may be devoid of any emotion from his face, but his gaze was enough to give way to the chaos that’s running through his head. Eventually, he settled right beside her, his hand resting on the back of her head, as if he wanted to feel her so he could hold on to his peace. Afterwards, he continued his silence. His gaze was just straight, his breathing harsh. It must have only been dawning to him now, the depths of what he had done—how cruel he had been and the pain he had caused to Evadne. She watched just watched him closely, noting how his jaw tightened now and then, controlling hi