Chapter 18 - If we weren't betrothed ... I might have liked him ...

Nadia

I WAS UP BEFORE THE sun even rose the next morning. I wasn’t going to drag out my so-called injury when Lucca had already found a way around it! By the time breakfast was ready, I had already done some training.

“How is the ankle doing, dear?” My mom raised a brow before handing me the bac...