Country: Aurivelle
City: Auremont
Alvara
I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, letting the morning light stretch across the room.
My thoughts drifted to last night, when I called my mom.
Her voice, full of happiness, had almost made me cry.
She was so proud, and hearing her cheer for me… it made all the late nights, the doubts, the fear… worth it.
Today was Sunday.
Everyone else was bustling, getting ready for the usual Sunday excursion, laughing, joking, planning for the day.
And me? I was getting ready for something completely different.
Lunch with Mrs Hawthorne.
My heart skipped a beat every time I thought about it.
I swung my legs off the bed, about to head for the bathroom when there was a soft knock on the door.
I didn’t need anyone to tell me it was Isabella and M
