-LILIAN-
Every single part of my body screamed in protest when I tried to move. My muscles were screaming, tight and sore from the training. But it wasn't just the training anymore. It was from him. From Alexander. From last night, and the night before. I felt used, completely empty, like a squeezed-out cloth. I couldn't even lift my arm properly without a sharp stab of pain in my shoulder. My body felt broken. The temporary healing power he had used was gone. The pain was back, worse than before, now mixed with the ache from what he had done.
I tried to push myself up, but my arms shook too much. A soft groan escaped my lips. I couldn't move. I was stuck, tangled in the heavy sheets, half-naked, my bare skin feeling raw and sensitive.
A few minutes later, the door to the room opened q
