(Nesta POV)
"You are new here?" the woman with the brown hair asked as I nodded.
Everyone in the office was staring at me and it was making me uncomfortable. All my life I lived inside those four walls serving the tyrant king, being his slave.
These stares were so unfamiliar. It was not the familiar disgusted and low looking ones I used to get. This was filled with curiosity and some other emotion.
"You’re the new admission?" the woman asked, scrunching her eyes and scanning me from top to bottom.
"Yes"
"Sammy Felister?"
"Yes"
"Can you show me any proof? Maybe the admission form" she asked as I sighed. I took out the admission form dad had prepared for me and gave it to the lady.
She frowned taking the form and looking into it and then typing something on the computer. After a
