Lindsy
Several people are watching me as I try to lift my weights. I have no idea what I'm doing because I've never been to a gym before, but I mimic Matthew's movements, watching his back muscles arch with each rep.
He occasionally looks up and catches my eye. His own eyes darken, and he almost appears to be smiling before looking down again. It's difficult to believe that he and Kino are related. Kino is quiet and wiry, with delicate features that give him the appearance of being vulnerable. Matthew has sharp edges and angles, as if his body and face were carved from stone.
I try to concentrate on my reps. My sports bra is starting to itch, so I try to re-adjust the straps with my shoulder. I'll never be able to pick up these weights again if I put them down.
Matthew reaches for t
