Christina's pov
My training with Luna Sandra began the day after the meeting, and for two days now, I hadn't had much time to myself. She was so demanding, spending much time teaching me a lot of history that I didn't care about.
Or rather, I wouldn't have cared about it a few weeks back, but in her words, "This is your world now, and so you have to know what it’s about."
It wasn't that I was complaining. After all, I barely had other things to do anyway. But I detested history. Even in high school, it was always a struggle for me, and mostly, I managed to do well in exams because of revision sessions with my friends.
Here, there were no friends. I wasn’t even allowed to see Becca and Melissa, and they hadn’t snuck into my room since then. I sure hoped they weren’t in trouble.
Yesterd
