Tangled
Chapter 99
99 Ava: Life in Westwood (IV)
A plastic thud startles me awake. I crack open an eye to see Lisa’s alarm clock skitter across the floor, her arm still extended from the throw. O
“I can’t do this anymore,” she moans into her pillow. “Everything hurts. I think my eyelashes are sore.”
I laugh, but it turns into a groan as I slide out of bed, my muscles screaming in protest. Four days of Jericho’s training from hell, and my body still hasn’t adjusted. I’m not sure it ever will.
“Do you think the bodyguards would murder Jericho if we asked nicely?” Lisa’s voice is muffled, her face still buried in her pillow.
“Stop dreaming.” I limp to the bathroom, each step an agony. “And get ready. You know he’ll just make it worse if we’re late.”
Lisa’s groan follows me as I shut the door, a smile tugging at my lips despite the pain. As much as I hate the early mornings and the constant ache in my muscles, there’s a part of me that relishes the challenge. Each day I push myself further, each day I
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grow stronger.
Selene would be proud.
The thought sobers me as I stare at my reflection in the mirror. Four days, and still no sign of her. I’m starting to wonder if she’ll ever come back. If I’ll ever be whole again.
I splash water on my face, the cold shock chasing away the melancholy thoughts. I can’t afford to dwell on what I’ve lost. Not when I have so much to gain.
By the time I emerge from the bathroom, Lisa is up and dressed, her hair pulled back into a messy ponytail. She shoots me a baleful look as she tugs on her
sneakers.
“I hate you for being a morning person.”
“I’m not a morning person,” I protest, grabbing my water bottle. “I’m just better at pretending than you
are.”
Lisa snorts, but there’s a glimmer of amusement in her eyes. “Fake it till you make it, right?”
take a deep breath, steeling myself for
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she stretches out her legs. “But let’s do
groan in unison. We don’t have to check.
the door, eyeing Kellan with exasperation. “Don’t
impassive. “There’s nothing in
up her cheeks. Well, well. What do we have here? But
the dread pooling in my stomach. Jericho. Another day of
us, his
“You’re late.”
the antimist aring at
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All you can eat, if we can
games? Fine. Run another mile. Both
takes off at a jog.
a trainer who seems to hate
complain, I know I need this. Need to be stronger, faster, better.
Selene. For myself. For whatever
my teeth and keep running, pushing through the pain. One foot in front of the other. One
manage five miles–slow as fucking snails, Jericho points out, like he does every damn day -my legs burn. Lactic acid (something I’ve learned about in recent days) scorches my muscles, a deep, throbbing ache that pulses with each labored breath. I’m convinced my limbs have liquefied, reduced
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face flushed crimson from
cuts through the haze of exhaustion, his tone brooking no
argument.
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my head, wincing as the movement sends a fresh wave of agony through my body. “Sorry, Jericho. My legs have officially died. I’m going
into a sneer. “Well, aren’t you two being
pushed our luck too
he growls, his eyes narrowing to icy slits. “Practice
choose.”
leaden weight in my chest. Neither option
alternative–incurring
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He likes coming up with
my mouth dry as I force
she echoes, her
edge, sharp and unforgiving. “Good
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