RAINE’S POV
“I picked a school.” I said, waving the brochure in my hand.
The only feedback I got was his laboured groans as his fists connected with the leather bag.
I frowned, then spoke louder. “Did you hear me?”
When he ignored me again, I dropped the piece of paper on the floor and made my way to the weights. It didn’t take long till I felt his gaze on me almost instantly. I smirked.
However, just as quickly as he had looked, he turned back to the bag and threw yet another punch. I could get anyone’s attention when I wanted to, and Cyril was definitely no exception.
Grabbing a mat, I lowered myself onto the floor. I made sure that I moved slowly and when I still didn’t get a reaction, I moved to the treadmill. Hopping on, I set into a slow jog.
Still nothing.
I clenche
