Ethan woke up very early the next morning, long before the sun had fully risen. The dorm room was still dark and quiet. He lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, his mind already racing with everything that had happened. Instead of staying in bed, he forced himself up, determined to start the day with some control.He changed into workout clothes and began doing push-ups on the floor, counting quietly under his breath. Sweat soon covered his skin as he moved into sit-ups, then burpees, pushing his body hard. The physical exertion helped clear some of the fog in his mind.“If I can control this,” he thought, breathing heavily, “maybe I can control the rest of the mess.”His muscles burned, but he kept going, refusing to stop. For the first time in days, he felt a small sense of discipline returning.When he finally finished, breathing hard and covered in sweat, he sat on the edge of his bed. His phone, which he had left on the nightstand, buzzed suddenly. He picked it up with
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