Daphne
I’m not a fan of early mornings, but I had to learn to rise at dawn from a very young age. My father was a stickler for training, and the fact that I was a girl didn’t get me off the hook. If anything, my father, and then later my big brothers, insisted that I had to train twice as hard as a woman to make sure that I was always able to defend myself.
So rolling out of bed at an obscene hour became something of a habit. On the plus side, it was the best time to study and write, because the rest of the dorm was still quietly sleeping it off. I turned on my desk lamp and noted that the bed on the other side of the room was still empty.
Nate had been gone when I came back from the cafeteria last night. I wasn’t sure if I was relieved or disappointed. I introduced myself to th
