~ RAELIN ~
I think I f****d up…
My breathing is heavy and coming out in loud pants, in conjunction with the thuds of my fists pounding against my training bag dangling before me. Each thud echoes throughout the gym, and despite my muscles needing a break this early morning, I just can't stop. I need to let off the heat.
It is another new day. Yet, I feel drained. My knuckles sting from the last punch I just landed against the bag, and my mind is elsewhere. Far removed from this gym and everything within it.
Protecting Layla by hiding the truth, is it the right thing? I can't believe I am even chickening out on—
“Hey.”
Wes calls out to me as he tilts up his chin towards my direction with a look of worry and curiosity spread across his face, hiding nothing. He is training with me with
