CHAPTER 47
AMELIA’S POV
Sebastian had been talking for the past thirty minutes straight, going over everything from proper stance to wrist alignment and how not to break your own fingers.
His voice had become background noise, a steady drone I was only half-listening to, like the low hum of a fridge in an empty room. I was trying to focus. Honestly, I was.
But my brain had other plans. I wasn’t zoning out on purpose. I was trying, but every word he said seemed to blur around the edges.
I had zoned out. Again. My legs ached from standing, and I shifted my weight, pretending like I hadn’t just missed everything he said.
“Amelia.” Sebastian’s voice snapped me out of it, quiet but firm enough to cut through my drifting thoughts.
I looked up fast, blinking hard as I tried to snap my fo
