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.

was waiting for me up ahead–I could see her silhouette in the clearing, standing calm and patient like always. Her arms were crossed loosely, her stance relaxed, as though my

said, her tone maintaining its hardness as I entered

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

the pair of

yanking them on roughly, the leather creaking as

was elsewhere, churning over the inheritance, over what had been stolen from me, over the years of pain that had piled up like a wall

start slow,” El

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Chapter 163

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I wanted something to burn. I stepped into the circle she’d drawn in the dirt days ago, my heart. pounding like it was ready to

holding up her

“Yeah.”

was sloppy, and I expected a jab of insult but El didn’t comment. She simply adjusted, stepping back and letting me come at

“Focus, Ryn. Breathe.”

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 face

El

tighter with every blow, like a dam about to break. My

fair.” I blurted, my voice

said nothing, letting me

my fist into the pad. “Everything!” Another hit. “They

spilled freely now, hot and angry as they streaked down my face. My punches became wild, fueled by everything I couldn’t say–years of betrayal, years

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

ground with a sharp thud, sliding several feet away

.

stop.

froze, my ragged breathing filling the silence. El didn’t move, and for a moment, my whole body trembled, and I thought the worst of myself, then to my relief, she stirred and the relief that coursed through

I gasped, running

wiping

been holding back,” she

at

eyes filled with fire. “It had something real behind it,

She didn’t push just sat there, steady as

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