Iris’s POVLucas’s eyes were on me as I approached where he stood.“Three laps. Now.” He said coldly.There was no greeting, just his cold command.I didn't hesitate, I started running.However, my mind was tense. Every second I expected him to shout at me, to know why my hands weren’t bandaged anymore, or why my hands were totally healed. But nothing came.By the final lap, I was sweating profusely and panting heavily. I glanced at him subtly, trying to get a hint of what was going on in his mind. He was watching me with his eyes narrowed, but there was nothing unusual in his cold expression.He had to have noticed. Right?I shoved my hands back into my pockets as I walked back. The second I got close to him, he barked, “Time to stretch.”I obeyed. I followed his instructions carefully, while also hoping to distract him from the obvious fact that my hands were unbandaged, and healed.Still, there was no reaction. His eyes watched me with that cold, detached look.I told myself to be
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