Chapter 25

"Yep. Byron replied.

"Then why didn't you remind me? Maeve pressed on.

"You didn't ask."

Maeve Mae was

left speechless.

She pressed her lips together in frustration. She didn't want to turn back after running just a little bit, so she tried another approach. "Mr. Mcdaniel, how about I treat you to some drinks, and you teach me Byron nodded reluctantly. "Alright."

After a short break. Maeve started running again, matching Byron's pace.

Following the posture and breathing technique he taught her, she found the run noticeably easier this time and managed to keep going for longer.

After completing two laps, Byron was the first to stop.

"That's enough for today. Keep running like this, and in two weeks, we'll see if you need to adjust the intensity," he said.

Panting heavily, Maeve wiped the sweat from her neck and glanced at Byron, who looked perfectly composed, "Are you sure you're okay? Your injury didn't act up, did it?" "hope" Byron kept his hands in his pockets, his tone cool and indifferent. This amount of exercise isn't enough make it

worse

"That's a relief"

They walked slowly side by side as the cool night breeze took away some of the lingering heat from their run.

Passing a beverage shop. Maeve turned and asked, "I'll grab something. What kind of drinks do you want, how about some sports drinks?"

Byron wasn't interested in sugary, artificial drinks. He simply replied, "I don't drink that stuff

Maeve noticed his disdain and fell silent, thinking, 'Has he seriously never had this kind of drinks before?"

when they

left the shop, Maeve handed him a cup of lemonade. "Here, I got you some lemonade"

Byron raised an eyebrow slightly, gave her a quick glance, then took the cup.

Maeve took a big gulp of her juice, immediately feeling her fatigue melt away.

is so good!"

of the lemonade, swallowing without

the way Maeve's face lit up, like she was drinking the best

Is it the drink, or something else? Hers really

he stared a bit too long, because Maeve noticed and

offered it to him.

Mon, Oct 14

Chapter 25

a thing about cleanliness and never

made him suspicious. Is there

she asked that

her hand back, Byron leaned down and took a

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out slightly. The normally cool and distant expression on his face softened just a bit

She th

She in

from it? Isn't that basically an

special, but it wasn't bad

face turning crimson and her eyes full

silly indirect kiss' nonsense." He scoffed lightly. "We've kissed before,

juice cup

wasn't thinking about that at all! And what do you mean we've already

tone irked Byron, and his eyes turned cold. "Then maybe don't

juice next

7-

had

her mouth shut, sulking. Now she was stuck holding the half-finished juice, unsure

even ask if he wanted a sip? I really dug myself into

in awkward silence for quite a

and turned to him, "I need to pick something up.

וויוי

wait for you, but

dashed off

am I walking back

so she wanted

and decisive, picking what she needed and heading

really you? A surprised voice called

to see a short-haired girl in a sparkly mini-skirt, despite the chilly autumn weather, walking over

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