Avery’s pov

It has been three days since I’ve been visiting the gym to see if Xade would finally show up and explain to me why he stood me up.

But every single time, he was a no show.

“Do you know when he’ll be here?” I asked Christian who was lifting weights, and another guy spotting him. They both looked at me and Christian let out a snort.

“He’s your boyfriend,” he said. “Aren’t you supposed to know his whereabouts?”

My stomach flips oddly in anxiety and my cheeks heat up. “We’re not-

I stopped, sighing and grabbed my things. What use is there to tell him that Xade and I were not really together? I must look like a bigger fool too for coming here after him like a puppy without a leash.

Was I so desperate to see him?

It’s six thirty a.m, early. And I got here at six. Hoping he’d finally show up today despite us not setting a schedule for today at all.

The desperation to see him, smell him, and be near him was clawing at my insides even though I should be more angry at him more than anything.

I turn around to head to the door, but stop when Christian called out to me. “Wait.”

I turn.

grunt, sits

frowned. As much as I want to learn boxing, something tells me that it would

than certain came out like a cringe. “It’s

water bottle. “Suit yourself. But if I were you,” he smirked. “I’d not

is heavy and I am too humiliated to find words to respond. So with

I would not come back here for Xade again. It’s clear that he doesn’t want to see me and though it hurts, pains

smell of coffee reaches my nose. I’ve always loved the smell of coffee, but suddenly, it turns my belly and I throw

coffee beside her. Hearing the horrid sounds coming from

and picked up her

plate, and the sight somehow turns my belly even more, I shook my head, swallowing, and peeled my

my bag to the floor and turned around, racing

make it to the sink in time, gagging and retching painfully. My fingers grip the counter, gasping as I throw up into the sink bowl. The air stenches quickly

I gagged. My eyes flick up to the mirror, staring at my reflection. I don’t understand why I am suddenly sick.

tremble and I notice the color whitening, my face e flushing

open, and a girl comes out. She

feeling okay at all. She hums and leaves the room, not bothering to look back. Now alone, I retched

“Sick?”

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