บททั้งหมดของ The Rejected True Heiress: บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

I lay there staring at the sky of the training yard, grit grinding into my teeth. How the hell was I supposed to beat him?I watched the clouds for a bit too long, trying to come up with a way. I’d never be strong enough before fighting him this week, it was a sure fire lose. Still, couldn’t just gi

LioraMy rest day was as well spent as it could be. I took a long salt bath, the first in months, and even read for a while. For once it wasn’t strategy or war reports; it was one of Mia’s romances. Sappy, a little crude, but I liked it.By evening, an hour before dusk, Mia had claimed the couch acr

ZaneThe colosseum showers always stank of iron and bleach, a mix of blood and chemicals baked into the grout. Steam rolled thick as fog, clinging to skin and tile, heavy enough to choke on. The whole place rang with echoes—guys barking laughter too loud, voices bouncing off stone as they bragged ab

SophiaThe brush snagged in my curls again, and I hissed under my breath, yanking too hard. My hair always knotted when I was nervous. Which meant I’d practically been at war with it for the last hour. I should have started earlier. If Bianca was coming, this party demanded perfection. No, not deman

SophiaThe room felt louder as I crossed it, though I knew it was just me—my pulse hammering, my breath shallow. Every laugh, every clink of glass, every shrill note of music pressed sharp into my ears. My hands shook against the fabric of my skirt, smoothing it again and again as if that would stop