My eyes widen at what Dad just announced.
Did I really hear that right or was I just imagining things?
I can always think about it and ask myself that. However, I know I won't get an answer if I keep this habit of mine of thinking and assuming to myself.
There's only one thing to do in this situation.
And that's to ask. Obviously.
What else do you think I should be doing if not ask, huh?
"Excuse me, but can you repeat what you just said, Daddy? I think I heard you say that I'm going to attend the Academy?" I ask him, dumbfounded.
From the corner of my eye, I can see my brothers glance at each other, anxiety and worry are clearly written on their faces.
"You heard me correctly, baby girl," Dad confirms in a serious voice, coupling it with a nod. "You have been enrolled at the Academ
