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And if I don’t figure it out soon...
Something’s going to break.
Chapter 18: Atlas
The weight room isempty when I get there.
Good.
I need it like this.
Quiet.
Dark.
Nobody looking at me like they’re waiting for me to snap.
I grab the bar on the squat rack, drop into the first rep, and let the weight crush down over my shoulders.My legs burn instantly, but pain is the point.
Pain is the only thing that shuts everything else up.
I go lower.
Hold.
Push up.
Again.
Again.
Tension pulses in every joint, every tendon, every memory I’ve been trying to outrun since yesterday.
Wren.
The way she ran onto the ice like her life depended on getting to me.
