I stood in front of my closet, a towel still draped around my neck, hair slightly damp from the quick shower I had taken after finishing the food.
Normally, I wouldn't have cared much about what I wore—especially for a trip to the hospital—but today felt different.
Maybe it was because I hadn't seen my little sister in a while.
Maybe it was because I wanted to look somewhat presentable instead of like a sleep-deprived, overworked nstructor who had just spent the last two days running through a monster-infested forest with a student she definitely shouldn't have slept with.
I shook my head and grabbed a simple but nice outfit—a dark blue turtleneck sweater that hugged my frame well and a pair of high-waisted black jeans that were both comfortable and flattering.
I pulled on my boots, brushing a hand through my still-damp hair before tying it up into a loose ponytail.
