Sylvia's POV:

I was in a fret the whole afternoon, and I couldn't focus on Blair's teaching at all.

Worse was, I saw apparitions from time to time, always seeing Rufus standing on the podium instead of Blair.

After class, I refused to have dinner with Flora. I went to the training ground alone and stayed there to practice more.

I hit the punching bag crazily, trying to distract myself and drive Rufus out of my mind. But it was in vain. Not only did his image appear in my mind, but I also heard his voice from time to time. He was like an all-pervasive air, occupying every part of my body.

After a few hundred punches, I finally stopped. I went to get some water but then I realized I still couldn't help thinking about Rufus.

must be very angry. Maybe he would invite Alina, who was a noble lady, to be his date tonight. She was so beautiful, and

sighed slightly and crouched down. I hugged my knees and buried my head in my arms in low spirits. Every time I thought of Rufus and Alina being together, I felt very irritated, but I didn't know why. It was what I wanted, right? It would be best if I

up in despair and continued to vent my depression on

you think it's better to ask me to practice with

voice suddenly sounded

for a long time. But I was not in the mood to respond to him. I just focused on the punching bag in front of me, sweat streaming

to side.

there are some things you can't solve in this way. Come on, let's talk." "Fuck off! You are so annoying,"

he was annoying? Obviously, he was on Alina's side. And now, he even deliberately appeared in front of

lips and took off my gloves and

didn't seem to care about my cold attitude at all. He just jumped into the battle ring as

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