Sophie's POV
After that night I never seemed to make it down to my own bed. Some nights I would go relax in my apartment, hang out in the conversation pit, make good use of the studio, and even read a book before sleeping. But I never managed to actually sleep in my bed. It was just the new favorite place for both of our cats to hang out and the place I flopped when I got home from work each day.
Angela kept putting me through my paces in terms of training as well, pushing me harder each day. We met for an hour in the mornings before getting breakfast, something that I was sure didn't escape the notice of my mates. For now I hoped that they thought we were just working out, I wasn't sure I wanted them to know I was training to be a fighter until I got better. Some days Naomi would join
