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PART 3 - CHAPTER 155 JESS

The hum of the engine filled the silence as I stared out the passenger window, watching the blurred scenery of the city slowly give way to the sprawling suburbs. My stomach was in knots, but I tried to focus on the trees, the occasional jogger, anything to distract myself. It wasn't working. The closer we got to my parents' house, the tighter the tension wound in my chest.

I had told Aiden-repeatedly-that I should go alone. This was my family, and today was Josh's birthday. Aiden and Josh aren't exactly the best of friends. Luke probably poisoned that well.

But trying to tell Aiden that felt like yelling into the wind. He didn't listen. He just showed up, packed himself into the car, and said, "I'm coming," in that final tone of his.

So I let it go.

Fighting with him was exhausting, but he always made it up to me afterward. Multiple times, multiple orgasms or presents.

Aiden glanced at me, his profile sharp in the sunlight as he steered with one hand. "How many miles this week?"

I sighed, knowing where this was going. "Forty-five.

He raised an eyebrow, a disapproving look crossing his face. "Forty-five? You should've hit fifty by now, Jess. What happened?"

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not on the way to Josh's birthday, not with all

sharper now. "If you want to stay at the top, you can't slack

his words sink in. My chest tightened,

guilt. Yes, I'd been featured in Runner's Elite, and yes, my social media had blown up overnight, but

didn't see it

blur past. "I'm not slacking," I muttered, more to myself than to

voice took on that hard edge, making me feel like I

I said, louder this time, trying to keep the frustration from creeping

Jess, I just want you to succeed. You have so much potential, and I know you can do better than this. I push you because I care about you. Don't you see that? We could be this unstoppable couple. I know I have a sure shot with the Olympics

tangled. Yes, Aiden had pushed me back into running when I was ready to

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again. And he wasn't wrong-I had. I was running competitively, gaining sponsorships, and living a life I hadn't dreamed of before. I was financially free, living in a condo by the beach, my face

again for the fame or the money. I ran because it gave me something back that

that. To him, it was about performance. Progress. Always pushing further, faster, harder. He made it sound like he wanted the best for me,

barely audible over the hum of the car.

my hand again, his thumb rubbing small circles over my knuckles. It should've felt comforting, but instead, it felt

he said, his voice softening. "Because I see how great you can be, Jess. You're not just

didn't want to argue. I didn't have the energy to explain, to make him see the part of me that just wanted to run because I Toved it, not because I had to. So, like so many other times,