Days went by, as usual, Rosa sat on the bed. A diary in her hand. She was noting the days that passed by. She frowned at the date. It has been so long yet there is no decision of changing her position from Aluma to Logan. She could not voice it out to others but she was missing her commander. Logan does drop into her training sessions but it is rare to see him out of it. The sunray fell on her diary on the date.
‘It will be summer soon.’ Her head went up to stare at the ceiling.
‘My time here is coming to an end. I will be transferred soon.’ She sighed. ‘I hate this arrangement.’
It was one of the rare days when Aluma let her off or else, she would find that woman breathing down on her neck.
‘She is too strict for me.’ Rosa thought scratching her head.
She got up from the bed and pulled the drawer open a few letters came in front of her eyes. Two from lady Adela, one from Babak, and one small one from Felix. She misses the young boy.