“How are you feeling?” I knocked on Emily’s bedroom door as I stepped inside.
“Ready to train.”
She was sitting on her bed in a solid black sports bra and spandex pants with her dirty blonde hair in a sleek ponytail. Allysa hadn’t spoken to her in two days and although she was putting up a good front, I could feel her agony inside.
“Emily, how are you feeling?”
She was beginning to stand up but I came and sat on the bed beside her, pulling her back down to sit with me. She kept her strong facade for a few moments but the second her eyes landed on my own, she broke.
“She doesn’t want me.” The young girl choked back a sob as her voice cracked and her eyes watered. “She found out what I am and it was too much for her and she doesn’t want me. She said it wouldn’t change anything but it di
