THE NEXT MORNING
Odessa stretched her limbs and yawned. She opened her eyes a bit and noticed the daylight in the room she was in, but then she closed it back again, hoping to get back to sleep.
Before Lyra left her room last night, she told her that she wouldn't work with the other slaves for three days, which meant she could sleep all she wanted, do whatever she wanted, and walk around as she wished.
At that same point, she thought about taking a stroll around the clan to see how it looked.
When she tried to open her eyes again, she saw a figure staring back at her. Fear gripped her that she shut it again. “Was that a ghost that kept looking at me that way? The sun had already risen. I bet I overslept, but I shouldn't be disturbed since I was given an off.” she thought, yawning agai
