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Chapter 15: New Life
Rosalia’s POV: The next morning I woke up bright and early before dawn. Like clockwork, I had developed a set time to wake each morning and after doing so for over a year, it was now an automatic habit. Glancing at the other beds, I could see that all three were still occupied, so I opted to quietly slip out before anyone noticed. Or at least that was my plan before I saw Mara move. “Rosa?” Her voice is still thick with sleep but I smile at her in the dark and nod. She rubs her eyes and watches as I dig around in my backpack. On finding my sketchbook and graphite pencils, I move over to the door, Mara following silently. Slipping out soundlessly, we walk the long corridors alone until I find the large bay window I normally sit at to draw when I have any spare time. Sitting on the cold st
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