Tamara
The entire week slipped through my fingers, moving far too fast for my liking, until the impossible reality finally settled over me.
It was the day before the trials.
I sat on the edge of my bed, staring blankly at the floor as the realization hit me with full force.
I could hardly believe that the moment was finally here. For months, I had planned, sweat, bled and fought just to reach this exact point.
My stomach felt like it was tied in a thousand painful knots, and I was so jittery I simply could not sit still. Every muscle in my body hummed with nervous energy, switching between a cold rush of panic and a fierce surge of determination.
After the screaming match I had in North's office, I had not spoken to him once. Not even a single word. I had deliberately built a wall a
