Chapter 77
Ella
The walk back to our tent was heavy with tension. My body ached from my fight, but that wasn’t the worst part. Losing had been humiliating, but I could handle that. What I couldn’t handle was the way Ethan had been staring at me ever since we left the arena, his face twisted in frustration.
The second we stepped into the tent, he snapped.
“I don’t even know why she’s in our group,” Ethan spat, his voice dripping with disgust. “He us weak! He lost so easily. It’s pathetic.”
I felt my stomach twist. I kept my head down, refusing to react.
“Drop it, Ethan,” Mark said with a sigh, rubbing the back of his neck. “We all knew the tournament was going to be tough. Let it go.”
“Let it go?” Ethan scoffed. “He just embarrassed us in front of everyone! And now our whol
