ELEANOR’s POV.
Long after Branko left, I stood watching his retreating figure. On one hand, he wanted me to be better and on the other hand he asked me not to train without him.
What exactly was I supposed to do? Listen to him? I couldn’t risk not training, I had to make this body strong for whatever was coming for me. I couldn’t be weak but then again—
My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the bell. I didn’t think much, I grabbed my stuff and made my way back to the dorm. I still had about thirty minutes to get ready for class.
By the time I got to the dorm, Kathy was already dressed and waiting, she seemed busy writing something in her diary.
“You are back,” she said, looking up.
“Hmmm,” I nodded, “let me take a quick shower.
I plodded into the bathroom and as the water gush
