The sound of his knuckles against the soft leather sandbag echoed through the silence of his living room. Beads of sweat dropped from his body to the floor and he was exhausted. Huffing in and out of his breath, Laurence held on to the next jab after another until he felt his entire body spent from the effort. He went straight home after he left the cafeteria and the only way he felt he could release the tension he was feeling was to box. Which he did for more than an hour until his muscles screamed to stop.
He had been pretty good at handling his relationships in the past. Not that any of those were perfect. But he had handled conflicts and fights pretty well. Except that now he was hesitant. His hesitation came from not knowing how she really felt about him. He was in love with her. Th
