CARISSA’S POV
Sweat drips down my back as I pant. My body aches from another grueling training session with Theron. The sun has long since started to set but he shows no signs of stopping. We’ve been training for hours.
He circles me like a predator, waiting for me to strike, but I already know how this ends. Me on my back, staring at the sky, feeling like a failure.
“Again,” Theron orders.
I shake my head. “What’s the point? I’ve been at this for weeks. If I had powers, I would have felt them by now.”
“You’re holding back,” he counters, stepping closer. “There’s something inside you, Carissa. You just refuse to reach for it.”
I clench my fists, feeling frustrated “Or maybe you’re wrong”
Theron watches me, eyes sharp, but he doesn’t push further. Instead, he sighs and steps back. “T
