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Chapter 54. Denial

Author: KWIN STELLA
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Chapter 54 – Denial

The training room was silent except for the rhythmic sound of my fists hitting the heavy bag. Each strike sent a sharp jolt through my arms, the impact echoing through the empty space. Sweat dripped down my temple, but I barely noticed. My breathing was steady, my focus razor-sharp.

It had been three weeks since Mia left the clan. Three weeks since things settled, since the tension hanging over the estate had started to ease. My hand had healed completely—not that it had ever been a real concern. A minor injury, nothing more. The kind of pain I could ignore.

Unlike the other weight that had been pressing on my mind.

I tightened my stance and threw another punch, harder this time. The bag jolted violently, the chains above groaning from the force.

I wasn’t restless.

I wasn’t overthinking.

I wasn’t—

“You’re going to tear the bag off the ceiling if you keep that up.”

I exhaled sharply, lowering my fists. Turning my head slightly, I saw Sarah standing near the entranc
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