Warren's POV:

Blair's cold stare felt like a wake-up call. It was as if he was trying to see through me, which made me kind of intimidated.

"I'm sorry. I lost control," I said bluntly. I felt like a laughing stock at this moment, with everyone staring at me.

"Don't apologize to me. I think that it's Sylvia you should apologize to," Blair said seriously.

I looked at Sylvia, who was still on the floor. With her hair wet with sweat, she looked like a drowned mouse. She looked back at me with those beautiful eyes, except they were filled with confusion.

I averted her gaze, feeling a little guilty. But I still couldn't bring myself to say anything.

Sylvia managed to stand up. "It doesn't matter. It was a sparring session. Getting injured is no big deal. Besides, I'm totally fine."

"Are you really?" Blair raised an eyebrow. He then turned slowly to me. "You should still apologize at the very least. I already declared that the fight was over, but you still kept kicking Sylvia. What's going on with you? It's not like you to lose control of yourself."

her arm, she wiped the sweat

me feel even more shame. I would have preferred she did not forgive me

feel eyes staring at me from all directions, which made me nervous. Unsure what to do next, I just

you apologize for hurting someone?" Behind me, Flora

also reached out and stopped me. He had on a provoking smile. "Where do you think you're going? You haven't

to chase after me, but someone seemed to

was to get out

Sylvia's POV:

as I got off the stage, Flora and Harry

We need to get you to the

leg, trying to put on a convincing smile. It was Flora's turn to fight next. She couldn't leave

Flora, you go and get up the stage," Harry urged Flora. He then bent down in front of me and offered me his shoulder. "Sylvia, come on! I'll take you

easily heaved me over his shoulder and stood

Sylvia anymore," Flora reminded Harry as

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