Chapter 46
BRICE Three hours. Three hours of sweat burning my eyes. Three hours of metal clanking. Three hours of trying to outrun something that wouldn’t leave me alone. The home gym smelled like iron and frustration. My shirt was soaked through, chest heaving as I drove another rep upward, muscles screaming. Wynter still wasn’t answering my calls. Luke hadn’t responded to a single text. Chris left me on read. And Siri… I found her account on IG. Took me longer than it should have. I told myself I just wanted to make sure she was okay. That was a lie. I wanted to fix it. I sent her a message. Tried to explain. Tried to apologize. She didn’t yell. She didn’t curse. She just cut clean. Called me a coward. Said I stood there and did nothing. Said she wouldn’t be used in my sick game. Then she blocked
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