The squad leaders talk a good game about enforcing curfew, but no one really cares. Well, except Dain. He cares about every rule. Dain. My chest tightens, and I smile as I finish braiding my hair into a crown. Seeing him is the best part of my day, even the moments when he’s anything but personable in public. Even in the moments where he’s consumed with trying to save me from this place.
