Two days had passed since my fever and the little conversation I had with Caleb in the dark. Trust me when I said I wasn’t able to sleep about an hour or so just replaying the whole scene in my head, feeling the soft brush of his finger against my cheek.
This morning, I was up and about running round the obstacle course for our punishment. Caleb said this was probably the most lenient punishment that the counsellor had given. In the past, some were made to do a whole month’s worth of dishes-which was seriously no joke since there were more than 250 teenagers here; or that time when the toilet suffered its service malfunction and needed an extensive cleansing that made people lose their appetites for 3 days in a row.
Either way, we had to get on with our trainings separately, away fro
