Yelina's Point of View
"That's it," he whispered, holding my arm to keep it still. He made sure my arm is stretched straight midair while spread widely. "Make sure to keep that position."
I groaned at him, pouting. "Can't we just skip this? My arms are too tired already. I don't think I can keep this position any longer," I complained. I was about to put my arms down when he slapped it, but not that hard to hurt me.
"Keep that position or I'll never teach you," he warned. There he is again with that dialogue. He is always using that word to corner me into doing something he wants. "I am dead serious, Yelina."
"I know..." I mumbled, biting my lower lip. I had no choice but to do what he wants. I have been doing this ever since morning, and it's past noon now. My arms are tired from doin
