CAROLINE'S POV
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Haunted by the sight of the dark bags under my eyes, my fingertips brush over the dark skin, as if it could disappear if I were to blink. I wish it could disappear. It's the only sign that shows how little I've been sleeping. It's the only sign that reveals that the nights have been haunting me. My skin has become more tan from the time I've spent in the sun, training. Everything seems to be getting better, my strength, my speed, everything except for peace inside my mind, everything except for that one man haunting my dreams.
A shiver flows down my spine like icy water, goosebumps pricking at my skin like a thousand needles.
Pivoting, my shoulders square as I dart toward the door, heading down for breakfast, and I halt at the threshold, a tray lying in front of my d
