#CHAPTER 120: Watching From Afar

MILA Even knowing all that I did now, I still felt hesitant about returning to Fresonia and finishing what I started. I was beginning to wrap my head around the fact that Felix had not, in fact, been the one to sentence me to death, but the whole thing still felt really slimy. Would the royal family ever see me as anything more than a pawn to use in their powerful games, or would they let me be my own person? I felt more lost and confused than ever. Even worse, the person I would normally rely on to talk about these things and get advice from was noticeably unavailable at the moment. Instead, all I had was a past version of myself and a head full of complicated, violent memories. Sofia was studying me, clearly trying to figure out if I was okay or not. It was eerie looking at her, knowing that we were the same, but also somehow… not. It was hard to imagine I’d ever been in Sofia’s shoes, forced to make the difficult decisions she had. And yet somehow