A closed Room

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Emma's Pov Gaya and I train until five in the morning. We talk about trivial things, like training, cute guys, and shopping. The hours fly by, and my tension from the dream dissipates with every punch I throw at the punching bag and every laugh Gaya makes me produce. When breakfast time comes around, I'm already showered and ready to meet with Charlotte. The little she-wolf brightens my days. "Emma! Today we're going butterfly hunting!" Charlotte declares as soon as I enter the room. Matthew raises his dark green eyes in my direction; his beauty makes my heart skip a few beats. Matthew Anderson has messy black hair, some strands falling on his forehead. The blue V-neck shirt accentuates the muscles of his arms, which are holding the cutlery. A laugh escapes Mattew's lips, and I gaze at

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