All Chapters of Hunter's Revenge: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

...Sienna POV...It's been over a year since Rylee was killed. There isn't a moment that goes by that I don't blame myself for what happened. The treatment centre has really helped me; I'm slowly becoming my old self. But even with their tactics, I still can't stop blaming myself for Rylee's death. I close my eyes, not allowing myself to go down that path once again. My focus is on today and planning for my future. With the help of the center, I was able to transfer my pain and torment into something constructive. We soon realized that I had blamed myself for taking a prodigy surgeon from our world. While it wasn't their goal, I decided to take it upon myself to fulfill Rylee's shoes. If Rylee wasn't able to achieve her dreams, then I would do it for her. Soon my mission to follow in her footsteps became my reason for living. Rylee was gone; there wasn't anything I could do to change that. But I could change my impact on the world. I didn't want to be known as the Stone Princess or r

...Three Years Later......Sienna POV...So much has happened in such a short amount of time. I was released from the rehabilitation centre a week after I got my acceptance letter from Harvard. With Maverick's help, I moved to Massachusetts, where I studied my ass off in order to fast-track my way into becoming a general surgeon. In order to fast-track the program, I had to take double the course load. It was difficult, but it was worth it. If Rylee was here, I know she would be impressed.After my year at Harvard, I managed to apply for a residency at Johns Hopkins Memorial Hospital in Baltimore. I chose this one in particular as I was closer to home. After being away from my family for so long, I started to miss them. However, I couldn't deny how powerful it felt to be independent. Being away from my family gave me the chance I needed to find my own identity. With my residency in full swing, I had begun to get back into some of the activities I had enjoyed prior to the accident. I s

...Sienna POV...A few months have gone by, and I haven't heard a word about my application for the International Surgical Residency Program. I'd given up hope on getting in, not that I thought I would in the first place. I was mainly obliging Maverick. Though I couldn't deny that I had started to think of what my life would be like if I did get into the program. Maverick's words had gotten to me. I soon found myself dreaming of completing my residency with no hurdles like the bullying I was constantly having to endure. I would be able to become a surgeon without any hassles. It was an absolute dream of mine, but one that was short-lived as I would never get into the program anyways. So why dwell on what could be?I was thankful to have Maverick in my corner. He believes in me far more than I believe in myself. But he also doesn't understand how hard it is to get into programs like this. This program is extremely prestigious. They don't just let anyone in. You have to be the best of t

...Two Months Later...Today was the day. I finished saying my hour-long goodbyes to my family before boarding the plane to Colombia. As promised, my dad hired a new security guard for me. I had only just met him and hadn't had a chance to learn much about him. I know my dad said I couldn't lose my tail, but that didn't mean I wouldn't try. I just needed to spend some time with him and get to know him to see what his weaknesses were. That's how I managed to evade each of my other guards in the past. Once I learned more about them, I could use their lifestyle and habits to find a way to escape. For example, my first guard was when I was five. He hated waiting for me whenever I would go to the bathroom. Said I took too long. So he would often frequent coffee shops or nearby newsstands to pass the time. I had gone into the bathroom and kept watch for when he would leave. Once his back was to me, I ran off to the playground nearby. I had seen some kids from my school and wanted to play w

...Sienna POV...I've been here a week already. I'm slowly getting into a routine. I wanted to spend some time adjusting to my new life before I tried to sneak away from Ash. I had to admit; the man was starting to rub off on me. I thought I would hate him like I hated each of my other guards, but Ash was different. He was fun to be around, not to mention silly. He reminded me so much of my brothers. He had Maverick's sternness mixed with the twins' playfulness. As much as I wanted to dislike him, Ash was quickly becoming one of my good friends. I had come to Soacha earlier than I was supposed to, as I wanted to give myself some time to adjust before I started my placement. With Ash's help, I was able to find a gym nearby. I was anxious to train. In the past, training helped to calm me and make me feel more at ease. I loved the endorphin rush. Fighting helped to clear my mind and allowed me to focus on what was important. When I was in the rehabilitation centre I had stopped training