chapter 21
Warrior’s POV: With my mind on my siblings, I cross to the orphanage as soon as my patrol duties are complete. The night air is cold, and I shiver as I approach, knowing sneaking in at night is a punishable offense. The orphanage might look like a Victorian house, but it feels like a prison. I stay in the shadows provided by the dim light above the staff door, and quickly sneak in. I am silent as I creep up the old narrow staircase leading to the dorms. Carer Faith is on duty, snoring as she sleeps through her shift as usual. I reach out and slowly start opening the door, a sudden rustling sound from inside making me freeze. One of the children must still be awake, maybe going to the restroom. The door makes a slight squeaking sound as I quickly pull it closed. I stiffen and glance at Car
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