Blakely’s POV
I feel refreshed after my long bath.
I wrap a towel around me and find someone has placed my suitcases inside my new bedroom.
I quickly get dressed in a plain black tank and grey athletic shorts before doing a quick search of the room. There’s a cupboard behind the couch filled with liquor. I pour a glass of wine and make my way to the balcony, slowly sipping my wine as I think.
The sun is starting to lower and my stomach growls, but I can’t eat. I can’t face the dining hall tonight.
There’s a soft knock from inside my room.
I stand and walk back inside to open the door.
It’s a thin, older lady with black hair, peppered with white. She has smile lines around her eyes as she smiles kindly at me.
“Hi. I’m Lana, the house manager.”
I smile back. “I’m Blakely.”
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