VIOLET’S POV
My body was sore from all the hits I took from the fights during the games the day before. For a moment, I had to remind myself what I had gained in the end of it after winning because it didn’t feel worth it.
Aria was doing a fine job healing me but I still needed some time to completely heal. Red spots that had now turned purple were still visible on different parts of my body.
The Triplets did a fine job getting me to rest after we had left the arena but following the confrontation with a certain someone. I couldn’t help it that my thoughts drifted over to Sam a few times. And each time it did, I found myself either gritting my teeth or feeling the urge to beat the sh*t out of him.
How dare he demand to speak with me like I owed him anything?
I shook my head not wantin
