Katie
I woke up to the faint scent of antiseptic and a dull ache radiating all over my body. My eyelids fluttered open and the first thing I saw was the blurry outline of a white ceiling.
The infirmary. It took me a moment to realize where I was and why I felt so utterly drained.
And as the memories crept back, I felt like there was a bucket of cold water being poured on me.
Trina. The sparring match. The humiliation.
“Arrghh!” I groaned softly as I covered my face with my hands. The scrape on my palm stung. And it was just reminding me of the embarrassing tumble I’d taken.
“You’re awake.”
My attention was drawn by that calm voice.
I turned my head to see the nurse standing by my bed. She stared at me like she was assessing my condition. “You lost consciousness during the sparr
