Serene's Pov
The uniform pinched at my ribs, but I barely felt it. I stared into the cracked mirror, searching for a girl who no longer existed. Daphne stared back. She had to. My life depended on it.
The wooden door creaked open, and my roommate entered.
“What are ye still doing here?” she asked as she saw me. She was round, short with an accent that came straight from the human continent.
Her mother was human, her father one of ours who had left them shortly after she was born.
She had made a journey to try and find out who her father was and had ended up here. She never left again.
“Staring at yourself in the mirror that long," she demanded, hands on her hips, "are ye headin’ to a feckin' fashion show, or is your lad comin’ to drag ye off by the liver?”
I ignored her the way Dap
