LUCY'S POV
It's not enough to say that the sun is seeping into the window of my room and harshly hitting my face. It is much better to say that it's like staring an Olympus God while he shifts into his divine form which according to Greek Mythology, will turn me into ashes. I feel like I'm ash in the slums.
I groan when I feel that my back is laying into something hard which makes my skin hurt. I feel like there's a tiny piece of the back that piercing my skin. This kind of feeling is like torturing me for something I haven't done.
I slowly open my eyes but eventually close it when the hit of the sun blinds me I inhale a bunch of air before I try opening my eyes again and relief sighed when I felt that my eyes adjust to the lights.
As I lay there I slowly realize that I wasn't in my ro
