Chapter 24 Well And Truly Stranded
- Dora's POV
- I was jolted awake by the blaring sound of the morning bell, signaling the start of another day of training.
- "Fuck, I hate Mondays." Groaning, I burrowed back under the blankets, every muscle stiff and sore. My wounds from the whipping may have healed over, but the memory still haunted me.