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Dread knotted in my stomach as I made my way to the training grounds. I knew what awaited me—a grueling session that would test my limits and then some. Kira was not one to take my absences lightly, even though I had a valid reason for missing them. If our brief conversation earlier was any indication of what was to come, then I would probably be in tears by the time we finished today.
Thankfully, I had changed out of Ethan’s shirt so no one would suspect anything had happened between us. I knew I still needed to talk to Ryder, but now was not the right time for that. He was still pissed, and I needed to give him some space before we talked about it.
As I approached, Kira's figure slowly emerged from the mist, her presence commanding respect and authority. Her sharp eyes met mine
