DAWN’S POV
I was minding my own business in the garden and doing my homework, when Irina and her wife, Althea, decided to join me. When I first came into this home, I was scared of them. My classmates have been feeding me stories from their younger days, and I’ve been wondering if it’s true, but I don’t have the guts to ask them.
“You’re doing homework? Do you need any help?” Althea seems like a good mother, and I understand why other things she’s an angel.
“What are you saying, dear? Dawn is the brightest student in Violin’s first year. Even I was impressed with her performance, academic wise.” Wait, Irina was also one of the people who evaluate my exams?
“Ma’am, did you evaluate my scores?” Irina raised an eyebrow.
“You may call me Mrs Volin or Irina. But do not call me ma’am o
