All Chapters of Rejected Bloodline: A Tale Of Two Worlds : Chapter 61 - Chapter 66

Samantha's P.O. V “One, two, three…” Immediately I reached “four,” I lifted my right arm and left foot off the floor, holding it for a few minutes. “Five”, I lowered them down and repeated on the other side, lifting my left arm and right leg. There was still a slight pull in my abdomen, but it wasn't enough to keep me bedridden. I opened my closet and selected a few clothes, hoping a quick bath would give me some much-needed relief. And sure enough, stepping back into my bedroom, I felt exactly that. “Not bad at all," I giggled, taking one last look at my reflection, which seemed to have improved a lot, all thanks to Melissa's medication. Just as I was about to leave, something caught my attention, making me pause. I reached up, picked out a single strand of hair, and examined it closely. The strand was a mix of black and white, forming light silver.I stared a

Samantha's P.O. VIt was impossible to tell how long the Gardens Serenity kept me away from reality. But when I finally stood up, my entire body felt rejuvenated, like someone who was ready to take on any battle, not just head to the library. Just as I finished stretching my body, Melissa stepped into the garden, her attention fixed on the vials she was arranging in her box. I took a step back… and another, hoping to make a quiet exit before she noticed me, but immediately my hand touched the back door, and she finally looked up. “Sister Samantha! Hey, Sister Samantha.” She waved enthusiastically. I paused, then slowly lifted my hand to wave back with an awkward smile. “Mel! You're here." I was genuinely happy to see Melissa—she was the first female friend I had in, like, forever. But seeing those meds... Ugh. Hated them to the core, especially after the first time I took the

Ashford P. O. V“Brother, are you in there?” I called, knocking on the door again. No response“Brother, if you can hear me, please say something.” I sighed, leaning against the wooden frame.Silence. “You've been locked up in your room for days now. And everyone is already worried about you. Please open up now”. More silence. I tried to force the handle open, but it was locked from the inside. Of course, Ryan was the type of person to isolate himself whenever things got tough… and sometimes, I just wished he acted more like me. “If you don't open the door this instant, then I'm going to break it down myself... Don't think I wouldn't dare". Still nothing. I retreated a few paces, lowered my shoulder, and made a run for the door, ready to crash it. “You dare.” Ryan's voice boomed from inside, making