Vera's POV
The soft light of morning slipped through my curtains, waking me gently. But it wasn’t the sun that pulled me out of bed—it was the loud grumble in my stomach.
I was starving.
I sat up with a yawn, stretched my arms above my head, then shuffled into the bathroom to freshen up. A warm shower helped clear the sleep from my eyes and ease the stiffness from my body. After drying off and getting dressed, I left my room and made my way downstairs, hoping there was something ready to eat.
As I reached the dining hall, I noticed the long table already filled with delicious food—pancakes, eggs, bread, fruits, and more. But oddly, the chairs were all empty. Not a single person in sight.
I glanced around, confused. Where is everyone?
Still, my hunger didn’t give me time to wonder for
