Chapter One Hundred and One

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONE

I wake up early these days, as soon as the first rays of sunlight start to come through the curtains of my new room. Today is no different. When my eyes open, it’s only dawn, and the rest of the place is completely silent.

So I stay in bed, knowing there’s no way I’ll be able to go back to sleep, but letting my body rest as my thoughts run wild.

The reason I can’t stay asleep as soon as the sun comes up is probably because my eyes still aren’t used to sunlight. Not the way it looks here on earth, at least.

I’ve spent the last few centuries living in the celestial realm, a strange, magical place that only barely overlaps with the earthly realm. And before that, I only spent a few years on earth, having arrived as a seventeen year old when my Star Twin conjured me forth as part of a rare, powerful spell.

So in all, I’ve only lived on earth for a few years. Which would explain why my eyes aren’t used to sunlight, and why I’m always the first one awake.