Evelyn’s POV
The next morning, I wake up surprised that I once again slept through the night without experiencing any fits of pain. My body feels refreshed as I dress for the day and make my way to the dining hall for breakfast. Only, as I scan the table for what’s left, I find that it’s all cold and rather unappetizing
Just like it is every morning.
I’m not sure how that’s possible. I’ve been getting here earlier and earlier so I can make sure I get something warm and decent, so I don’t know how there can only be scraps left. Plus, if the pack has such great financial resources, then shouldn’t there be better options than this?
I frown as I stare down at the half torn apart muffins and stale bagels left behind. Meanwhile, everyone else is eating steaming hot plates of egg
