Cecilia POV
The door opened, startling me for the second time in one night.
“Get up!” Someone shouted.
I sat up and rubbed my eyes.
After everything that happened during the night, I had trouble sleeping and it felt like someone had run me over with a truck.
I stiffly climbed out of bed and walked over to the dresser. I figured that I needed to wear something else than a lace shirt and a leather skirt. Thankfully, I pulled out an old T-shirt and some jeans from the dresser. Both were too big for me, but I had to make due for now.
I put some slippers on and followed the rest of the Omegas to get some breakfast.
When I entered the dining hall, I looked around for Olivia, hoping that I would see her somewhere.
But the sun was out, so I guessed that she didn’t want to leave her
