DAPHNE'S POINT OF VIEW
The days went fast. It's already the 25th. My chest is thumping so loud as I stare at my uniform and my bag lying on my bed.
Should I just quit or not?
If I just know that there is something like this that will happen by joining BMA, I should've not dared to dig my own grave. I guess, I must blame my curiosity.
NO! I shouldn't do it! I will go on and take this challenge to get the answer I wanted.
But, what do I really want?
I sighed and started to fix myself. I wore the uniform and the cape in the right places they instructed at the meeting. I also carried my bag and went downstairs.
There are two more suitcases placed in the living room. One for food, and one for my necessities and clothes. The bag I am carrying is where my laptop was placed, I am sti
