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.

Her arms were

El said, her tone maintaining its

for it. I just stood there for a

ordered, pointing to the pair of boxing gloves

bent down, yanking them on roughly, the leather creaking as I tightened the

by anger I didn’t have a name for. Everything was too much. My body was here, but my mind was elsewhere, churning over the

slow,”

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to burn. I stepped into the circle she’d

holding up

“Yeah.”

simply adjusted, stepping back and letting me come at her again. Left jab, right cross. My fists thudded against the pads,

“Focus, Ryn. Breathe.”

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 face of every lie I’d been told, on every cruel hand that had

it.” El

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

not fair.” I blurted, my voice cracking

nothing, letting

took it from me!” I yelled, slamming my fist into the pad. “Everything!” Another hit. “They lied

my face. My punches became wild, fueled by everything I couldn’t say–years of betrayal, years of silence. El

screamed, throwing my weight into the last punch. My fist connected harder than I’d meant to, and the impact sent

ground with a sharp thud, sliding several feet away

.

stop.

thought the worst of myself, then to my relief, she stirred and the relief that

I gasped,

wiping dirt off her

holding back,” she

blinked at

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

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

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