Chapter 163

RYN

I remained stunned as I sat on the floor of the living room, back at the Watcher’s mansion.

Looking through the documents, I realized my parents had major stakes in real estate, technology, and so on, most of which were based in the east.

I wonder why that was.

No one talks about the East. No one even knows whether it’s a kingdom or just a place.

It just is.

But my parents had most of their businesses and assets there.

Is that why I remember nothing of my past? Is that why no one here in the West recognizes my status?

I sighed, rubbing my temple, and just then, El came downstairs with a pair of boxing gloves.

“Get up. It’s time to train.”

I let out a groan. Is she being serious right now? Can’t she see that I am currently, emotionally down and I need a moment?!

I’m sure you’re not deaf.” El added her tone, hard, as she reached the door and found me still sitting.

“I don’t want to train today. I mumbled and El frowned like she was confused.

“You don’t get to decide when you train, Ryn. I decide that, so for the last time, get up and let’s train.” She said, and then she left the house.

Knowing after this comes punishment, I threw a childish tantrum before reluctantly getting up and storming out of the house.

The morning was too beautiful for the

way

I felt.

Birds chirped somewhere high above, their songs which were light and carefree contrasted greatly with the storm brewing inside me. My boots crunched against the autumn leaves as I trudged through the woods, fists shoved deep in the pockets of my hoodie.

in the clearing, standing calm and patient like always. Her arms were

late,” El said, her tone maintaining its hardness as I entered

the energy for it. I just stood there for a moment, trying to calm the

on,” she ordered, pointing to the pair of boxing gloves lying

them on roughly, the leather creaking as I tightened the

was elsewhere, churning over the inheritance, over what had been

slow,”

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something to burn. I stepped into the circle she’d drawn in the dirt

holding

“Yeah.”

of insult but El didn’t comment. She simply adjusted, stepping back and letting

“Focus, Ryn. Breathe.”

voice was surprisingly calm, steady–a sharp contrast to the chaos bubbling inside me. I gritted my teeth as I punched again, harder this time. I imagined every strike landing somewhere else–on the

it.” El

like a dam about to break. My eyes stung, my vision blurred, but I didn’t stop.

not fair.” I blurted,

said nothing, letting

my fist into the pad. “Everything!”

and angry as they streaked down my face. My punches became wild, fueled by everything I couldn’t say–years of betrayal, years of silence. El absorbed every hit,

into the last punch. My fist connected

my horror, she hit the ground with a sharp thud, sliding several feet

.

stop.

silence. El didn’t move, and for a moment, my whole body trembled, and I thought the worst

gasped, running

sat up, wiping dirt off her

holding back,” she

blinked at her,

at me, her eyes filled with fire. “It had something real behind

knees beside her, the tears still falling. She didn’t push just sat there, steady as ever, and

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