*Briella*

If it weren’t for the gorgeous beach we were surrounded by twenty-four hours a day, I would probably be losing my mind.

The sharp contrast between the island paradise and the dark war we were about to fight was not lost on me. Still, each day when we were done training, I found myself soothed by the gentle breeze and the rhythmic crashing of waves against the shore. They were the sounds that helped me fall asleep at night despite the fear twisting my gut ...