Damian POVThe hour Mark promised passes faster than I expect. I barely have time to wash the blood from my face and force down another piece of dry bread before he appears in the doorway of the small room where I have been sitting."Come," he says. "We are done with the physical for today."I follow him back into the main space, confused. The other men are still training, their bodies moving through the same drills I struggled with earlier. But Mark and I walk past them, toward a corner of the building I have not seen before.The space is smaller here, enclosed by concrete walls on three sides. It has a single window high above. In the center of the floor, two chairs face each other, and that's all."Sit," Mark says, pointing to one of the chairs.I sit. He sits across from me, close enough that I can see the small scars on his face and the tiredness hidden behind his eyes."You have spent your whole life reacting," he says. "Someone hurt you, you ran, and when they manipulated you,
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