LORENZO
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Isla was reckless. I’d said this a million times.
This was why when Ricardo informed me she was currently in the gym, I didn’t hesitate to go find her there. She was pushing herself way too hard. I didn’t know what she was trying to prove or to whom she was trying to prove it to.
When I woke up this morning and Ricardo told me he had seen her go into the gym almost two hours ago, I almost punched him. After her training in the evening, all she was supposed to be doing was eating and resting, not pushing herself even more as though she was in a f*****g death camp.
By the time I reached the entrance of the gym, she was already on the floor. She tried to stand up but her arms were weak as hell and she fell back down. I cursed under my breath and rushed towards her.
“Isla!”
