Episode 10

Gracie's POV

The sun was beating down on my back, my lungs were burning, and my legs were heavy, but I didn't stop. I kept running, trying to keep up with the other soldiers. The training was brutal, and every muscle in my body ached.

We had been training for hours, doing push-ups until our arms felt like they were going to fall off, and practicing fighting techniques that left me bruised and sore, opening back the scars of the initial wounds I had earlier. But I kept going, knowing that my survival depended on it.

As I ran, I thought about how far I had come. I was no longer the helpless girl who had been sold into slavery by her own father. I was strong, capable, and determined. I would do whatever it takes to survive and get my revenge.

The sound of my footsteps echoed in my ears as I ran, and I could hear the heavy breathing of the soldiers around me. Sweat was pouring down my face, and my clothes were drenched. But I didn't slow down.

We finally stopped, and I collapsed onto the