[Evelyn’s POV]
The laughter had somehow taken a majority of the tension out of the room along with the painful strain that was tearing through my legs and feet. I shifted my weight back onto my heels and leaned against the wall for better support.
When Alexander finally managed to collect himself. He calmly cleared his throat and spoke. “Again, I think you’re putting too much thought into this. You’re too concerned by the fact and that you may fall that you’re not giving yourself the chance to find your stability.”
I sucked in a shaky breath and glanced down at the utter death traps that were strapped to my ankles.
“Try again,” he instructed. “This time, I want you to keep your head up and eyes forward.”
It seemed impossible. Normally, I wasn’t someone who kept their head down
