Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 1312 Training Ground

Selena found herself led to an indoor training arena, where K placed a shield in her hands.

He said, "Barbara likely tampered with your memories. Her hypnosis techniques were masterful capable of creating complete memory disorder. Your reflexes and resilience are remarkable, but they've gone without proper training for years."

Despite her blindness, Selena ran her fingers over the shield, exploring its contours.

"I'm going to train you with this whip," K explained. "For the next month, while your eyes heal, this is how we'll rebuild your reflexes. You're far too vulnerable right now."

The assessment stung Selena deeply.

How many times in Silver Bay City had she prayed for strength? If only she'd been stronger, she wouldn't have found herself so helpless, wouldn't have experienced such turbulence with Raymond.

If only she had the power to protect those she loved.

A memory suddenly struck her-Raymond holding her close, his voice gentle but firm: "I'm just human too, with limitations. There are things I cannot do, people I cannot protect. I still need to grow, and you have your own path to follow. If we're ever separated, live your life fully and trust that I'll find you again. Promise me?"

The memory filled her heart with renewed determination. But in that moment of distraction, the whip cracked through the air.

It struck her arm with brutal force.

K showed no mercy, his tone ice-cold. "On a battlefield, that moment of distraction would have cost you your life. Again!"

second lash came

of training, struggled to respond. Of K's first ten strikes,

down her forehead, dripping from her chin as her

lashes, she lay on

if Barbara conditioned you subconsciously before you were thirteen, years without practice have left

a coherent thought

warning, she felt

to ask where K was taking

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solution immediately engulfed her, intensifying her pain

no ordinary

toward the edge, the sound of the whip cutting through

watched her with the first glimpse of approval. "Good. Only

the pain nearly rendered her unconscious. Her entire body had turned an angry red, her face flushed

felt crushed beyond endurance,

from the shore, "This solution accelerates healing dramatically-your wounds will close in days rather than weeks-but at a cost: it intensifies pain to nearly unbearable