*Amaya*

I awoke to a loud pounding on my door. Disoriented, I tried to rub the sleep from my eyes with shaky hands but it didn’t help.

The pounding continued.

It’d been a week since my leg had healed. Two weeks of being a guest here. Maybe my time was up, maybe I overstayed my welcome and I was finally being kicked to the street.

I frantically untangled myself from my bedding and crawled out of bed. The sun ...