The True Training Begins
BLAKELY'S POV: The news of the night before was still racing through my mind. I hadn't left my room since Elanor had told me everything. Thankfully, Silas understood that I just wanted to be alone to collect my thoughts and come to terms with it, so I slept by myself. I laid in bed in the huge bed ironically missing his touch. I sat up on the edge of the bed wishing I could just lay here all day. But Harlow insisted training pick back up today. I got dressed in black yoga pants and a crop top, something that would keep me cool. Harlow claimed that she would have to make training more strict so that I would have a prayer of being ready in time for the war. I pulled on my tennis shoes and pulled my hair into a high ponytail as I left my room. I walked down to the kitchen and grabb
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