Silence echoes in the training room unlike the chaos in my head by the name of Juniper. She wants out. He scratches his neck awkwardly. Open his mouth and closes it like a damsel in distress.
A low growl emits from my lips making me slap a hand on about my mouth. Juniper, behave. “Sorry.”
“I understand.” He speaks with the calming tone of an angel.
“Excuse me,” I say, my voice muffled by my palms. Tim moves out of the way; He doesn’t try to stop me, making me a little bit sad, I was hoping he could grab my hand and pull me to him. The things you see in the movies.
The first thing I do is run on the treadmill, I feel Tim’s eyes piercing through my back. I don’t look back in fear I will ask him to join me. Then, I head to where the dumbbells are. I pick one, inhale and exhale, then rele
