Meredith.
The morning passed faster than I expected.
I had a quick breakfast—toast, scrambled eggs, bacon, sausages, and tea.
This could have been a wonderful morning without Wanda as she decided not to show up at the dining hall, giving an excuse of migraines, but my appetite wasn't strong.
I had to force myself to eat. I needed the energy.
The full moon was now two days away, and I had never been this restless about it like right now.
And the closer it drew, the heavier my thoughts became.
"You are leaving, already?" Dennis asked, gazing at me as I stood up from my seat.
I bet he thought I'd clear my plates like I had done last night. But that version of Meredith came once in a while.
"Yes, I have a few things to do," I said, stepping behind my chair and pushing it back in. Then I glanced at Draven and gave a small nod.
"Don't forget about your swimming lessons," Dennis called after me, but I didn't respond.
