AMELIA’S POV
The torment of my brother beating me wasn’t the only pain I had to endure in 24 hours. For whoever remembers, (just me and Z obviously) it was the eve of my tenth birthday also known as the eve of my first shift. The reason behind Z’s vigorous 1 year training. All gone to waste due to the actions of one person - ‘MY BROTHER’
My body was sore, bruised and bloodied all over. Unable to stand on my own feet I had to crawl back to my room. The first thing I did was to take a bath with hot water in the hopes of easing some of the pain, while muscles did relax the stinging of the cuts was hard to bear. But I did it.
Hey Ames? Ya Z? I am so sorry. I was not enough to help you out of this one. What Z? Why the f**k are you apologising? You did nothing wrong. It is all on my brother a
