Amara POV
I awake as the sun starts casting its glow across my room. I stay still for a while, just lying in bed, staring at the window as clouds float by. I can't believe this is the last time I'll be in this bed. The last time I will stare out this window, or look at the roof above me. I rise slowly, throwing my legs over the side of the bed and resting my arms on my knees. I let out a deep sigh as my gaze rakes over the room and land on the closet. All the pretty dresses on their hangers, the training gear folded nicely on a shelf, the shoes on the floor. I notice the clothes I wore here are laid out on the table I sit at for breakfast and sigh once again, standing up and making my way over. Putting these clothes on is bittersweet, not because I'm not looking forward to going home toda
