Noah pov
"What can I say! I am a genius when it comes to fencing. I can copy steps of my competitor just by looking at them" she replied proudly with a smirk but i know that she was lying. She was lying all this time.
Her eyes were filled with fear when she was fighting. But then it suddenly turned cold and filled with bloodlust. She had enmity with the man she had fought with, but yet she talks to him so sweetly.
I did not know why, but when she was fighting. I wanted to move and hug her and tell her that everything would be fine. That she was not alone. She made me remember the time when I had felt the same, when my mother had died from the cruel hands of the lady I used to call mother too. While my father just stayed there like a spectator!
He did not even move to stop his wife or looked at my mother twice, as if she was nothing to him. Ha! That lady gave him her life, her innocence and a son yet he did not spare a tear on her death!
