Chapter 64

Ava sat by herself while she waited for the coach to arrive. She ignored the others, even Emily, as she stared blankly ahead of her. There was an ache… a hole in her chest. Like something had been taken from her in that forest that she would never recover again.

She should have listened to Mr Patrick, but she had been desperate–and she was still desperate. She could feel death looming over her. It would only be a matter of time before Claire succeeded:

“Ava Morgan!”

She was startled when she heard her name and looked around to find the coach had already come in, and the others had already started the warm-

“If you are still sick, you shouldn’t have come back. I will not tolerate your laziness. Every

Everyone participates in my class!” the coach snapped.

She didn’t look him in the eye today. It wasn’t worth it. She could only get her head around one fight at a time, and the fact that the coach hated her wasn’t at the top of her list. She slowly got off the bench and started slowly jogging

But as with every step she had taken today, the pain was unbearable. It had been getting progressively worse throughout the day. Every part of her

seemed to want to shut down.

“Move it Morgan!”

One foot in front of the other. She knew what she was doing couldn’t be considered a jog. She was walking. Slowly.

“I will give you a week of detentions if you don’t move your pathetic ass!”

a little bit of fear

always did once the others had finished. But he didn’t. Long after the other sat down, she was still

him showed that he was enjoying this. He could see her

the coach said. “The rest of you pick your weapons and get into o your assigned pairs. We can’t let one weak human bring the whole

at

So comply

cried in front of people. She’d probably had several melidown, but she hadn’t cried. Now, she couldn’t

crying!” Coach

he started laughing, a hearty laugh that had the rest of the class stop what they were

so tough now, are you, Morgan!” the

broken her. She knew that; she knew that had been his aim in every training session. But something else had broken her, she juu couldn’t put her finger on it. Maybe it was the disappointment of the failed escape attemps. Perhaps she was tired of being on her

was had

a snail’s pace, and after a while, she couldn’t take even that. She sat down on

I tell you to sit down, Morgan

more than he

epic if she could have stormed out and then slammed the door, lau thr was moving so slowly that the coach’s insults had run out long before she made it to the door. When the pickert her stuff up from the locker

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Chapter 64

walked into the detention room, it wasn’t Mr Patrick who sat at the front of the room, li was an okier woman whom she had never

she

woman frowned, and her eyes became cold as she

concern,” the woman

of detention than an actual lesson. Jared or Emily, she couldn’t remember which, She didn’t want to find. out if those backstabbers had been telling the truth that time, so she sighed and dragged her

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