Alora’s POV

I woke up in the morning in a fog of guilt and apprehension.

I didn't want this strange place to suck me in. Yes, I had a roof over my head, food to eat, but I also knew that was not all life had to offer me, and staying here would defeat the reason I left the orphanage in the first place.

Kicking off the covers, I dragged myself out of bed and walked towards the two large windows.

I drew away the curtains and let the morning sun filter into my room.

I took a hot shower, letting ...