Maxine Pov
The next day, I returned to the training ground feeling more energized. Clara's words still stung, but I used them as motivation. I couldn't let her win. I couldn't let Liam's cruelty define me. I had to be vigorous, for myself.
As I practiced my moves, I felt a strange sense of peace. Each punch, each kick, was a step towards the life I wanted. I wasn't just fighting the dummy; I was fighting my fears and doubts.
By the end of the day, I was exhausted but satisfied. I had pushed myself harder than ever before, and it felt good. I knew I still had a long way to go, but for the first time in a long while, I felt hopeful.
The training ground had become my sanctuary, a place where I could find solace and strength. I vowed to keep coming back, to keep fighting and pushing myself
