VICTORIA’S POV
Standing in front of the mirror, I looked at my reflection and couldn’t help but wince at the girl that was staring back at me.
It has been 20 days since my training started, and my life became a living hell. Every day Daniel and Ashton were harder with their moves than the previous day. Daniel had suggested Alexander train me too, but he didn’t take the advice, which I was glad for, or I think I would’ve died by now.
My grandfather has been visiting me at random times and days in between, which I was grateful for because he was kind of providing me the moral support that I needed the most in this bruised condition of mine.
Daniel doesn’t suspect anything. He thinks that it’s my Magna trying to elaborate and expand itself, and I can’t be any less guilty about it.
