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I draw the towel around my body after eyeing the purple marks on my stomach and my arm where I fell victim to one of Jax's punches during training. The guy was a d**k most of the time but he was a damn good fighter and I wouldn't ask for anyone else worthy of sparing with. It would be a shame if we were to oppose each other during the Games. I wouldn't want to fight Jax but I do want to win. So... Bye Jax.
I push the door open and nearly peed when I realize there's someone in my bed. Then the anger settled when I realized who that someone is. None other than Mason.
He was propped up against the he
