You get to Eve's place

You find some parking and get out of your car. It's 10pm but there's some life on campus - it's a Friday night after all. You head into the building and make your way to Eve's suite.

You knock a couple times before Eve opens the door in all her naked glory. Your cock hardens immediately. She's definitely cleaned herself up but you can tell she's distraught. The good boyfriend in you feels concern. You follow her into the apartment, staring at her ass, as she leads you to her room. You pass by Kayla watching TV in the common room but other than a cursory wave you don't interact with her. You wonder where Brad for a moment as well.

Eve lets you into her room and shuts the door, gesturing for you to sit on the bed. You get worried as she seems really somber. She sits down and starts crying. Instantly your simmering anger dissipates as the girl you love is clearly in anguish...but you still notice the way her tits shake as she's sobbing.

"John...I know I didn't do anything wrong, but part of me feels like it was wrong, and Professor Miles told me you didn't need to know because you'd understand and I know you'd understand..." she says while crying. Then she explains the last two times after class, with Professor Miles, and you note that her account is similar to what you witness though you don't tell her that. You comfort her the best you can but you hate that she feels this way. It strengthens your resolve to fix everything. You marvel at how there's a piece of her that recognizes what happened was fucked up too.

"Eve, it's okay, I do understand. It's...normal, I guess. I mean it's only normal as far as you're okay for it to be," you try to make her feel better but shy away from explicitly condoning it, hoping that some part of her will recognize that later.

She smiles at you and says, "I knew it, I knew I was being a little silly but I couldn't shake that feeling. At first I was totally going to turn him down and run off, but when he said that men get that urge that they have to take care of or it hurts...well I knew I couldn't let him down especially since he got out of the hospital so recently." She seems to becoming more at ease with what happened which is good to the point that she's not sobbing anymore. You hope this doesn't backfire though your cock couldn't care less. In fact, your whole outlook has shifted throughout the conversation to where your eyes have wandered over her body more than met her eyes.

"Eve, speaking of which, I have something I could use your help with..." you say.