All Chapters of Trained Not To Love You: Chapter 131 - Chapter 133

133 Chapters

131 Give Me A Name

Trained Not To Love You/Karima Sa'ad Usman

Camila"They must be planning something serious against General Sergey," I thought, watching Madam Melania’s reaction. "Why else would they not worry about harming something that belonged to him?" The thought gnawed at me, and a dark suspicion crept into my mind. Could it be that the Semenovs were behind this plot? Were they the ones orchestrating this from the shadows?Madam Melania seemed to have the same doubts. She didn’t say it outright, but I could see it in her eyes as she pressed my mother for more information. Her phone was still recording, capturing every mark and bruise on my mother's body. The sight of them—red, raw, and deep—was unbearable, and I couldn’t understand how my mother had managed to endure it."Give me a name," Madam Melania said, her voice sharp and demanding. "Someone I might know among the officers who did this."My mother hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Master Lucas Antonovich," she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper. "The other two, I

132 A Week Of Silence

Trained Not To Love You/Karima Sa'ad Usman

CamilaTen days had passed, and still, we hadn't heard from Ronan. The silence weighed heavily on my heart, and although I tried to stay calm, the worry gnawed at me. He had promised to return to us safely, and I clung to that promise, repeating it to myself like a mantra. But I could sense the unease all around me. The nervous glances during mealtimes, the quiet tension in the air, the way Madam Melania's hands would shake slightly as she held her teacup—everyone was worried, but no one dared say it aloud.I did my best to keep my own fears hidden. I would go for long walks to clear my head, using that time to let the anxiety spill out of me. But the longer we went without news, the harder it became to manage. Being in the dark, unable to ask anyone what was happening, was unbearable. Every day felt like a silent waiting game, a test of patience that I was slowly losing.This evening, though, something inside me snapped. I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed to know, even if it meant

133 Too Much Of Nothing

Trained Not To Love You/Karima Sa'ad Usman

CamilaReluctantly, I sat down next to her, unsure of what to do or say. It felt so strange—unnatural, almost—but at the same time, I couldn’t turn away from her grief. She looked so lost, so broken.“I can’t even discuss it with Sergey,” she said, her voice breaking as the tears finally spilt over. “First Erin, and now…” Her words trailed off, and she buried her face in her hands. It was the first time I’d seen her cry so openly.“Last time, I knew Ronan was okay. He just didn’t want to speak to us. But this time, there’s no word at all, nothing about him or Joseph. We have to stay strong.”Her words hit me like a punch in the gut. She was trying to stay hopeful, trying to convince herself that things would turn out fine. But there was an edge to her voice, a crack in her resolve that made me wonder if even she believed what she was saying. I forced myself not to cry, not to break down, because I knew if I did, the thin thread holding us both together might snap.“How is Katya?” she

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