"W... why am I undergoing training?" I asked, shifting my gaze between the four men.
"Do you want a repeat of today's incident? And you should see a doctor; your forehead is swollen," Parker sighed, then walked to the door. He took out his phone and began dialing a number; I suppose he's calling a doctor.
"You need a little bit of training, sweetheart," Cooper added.
A little bit? I doubt it will be little at all.
"I heard you got hurt trying to escape that horrid man."
I got hurt? I didn't get hurt. Does Bryce think my swollen forehead is from trying to escape him?
"That's why you need the training. We talked about it and came to an agreement. We can't always be there when you need us. Of course, we'll try our best to stay by your side, but unexpected things can happen."
"But I have a personal guard," I reminded them. They employed Willa to protect me, didn't they? She's doing her job perfectly.
