CHAPTER 33: DESPERATE TRAINING
Klein threw himself into recovery with the same intensity he'd brought to preparing for Drake Winters. His body healed quickly, but the mental strain lingered. The nightmares continued. Every night, Klein woke gasping, his sheets soaked with sweat, fragments of Wrath Mode memories haunting him. "You need to talk to someone," Mara insisted after finding him awake at three in the morning for the fifth night in a row. "I'm fine." "You're not fine. You're barely sleeping, you're not eating enough, and you look like death." Klein knew she was right, but admitting he needed help felt like admitting weakness. Finally, Seris forced the issue by scheduling an appointment with the guild's therapist without telling Klein. "You're going," she said flatly when Klein tried to refuse. "That's an o
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