Charlette’s P.O.V. (Continued)
“Will you teach me this?” I asked her in a very low voice. I hissed in pain a little, but soon, I felt a relief in my pain.
“What? this massage?” she asked me while continuing massaging my back.
“Both. Massage and changing the appearance.” I replied to him suppressing the moan that was threatening to escape my lips at any time.
The pain in my back wasn’t that unbearable, but of course, it could affect my performance during the next match.
If one knew about my injuries, then, of course, the other should have known too.
So, this relief was welcoming. “You will learn everything that you need to learn to survive, Char. Let’s finish this competition, and then your training will start.” She replied to me in a firm voice.
I stiffened when I heard a few footst
