Scarred by fate
Xander and I pair off for a sparring session, and I try to push through my frustration.
My thoughts, however, are elsewhere, wondering why I’ve been so blind to my sister’s achievements.
Xander throws a powerful right hook, which I barely block, using the moment to test his own skill. “Man, I’m still trying to get my head around this,” he says between breaths. “She’s really been under our radar.”
“Yeah, it’s like we’ve been living in a bubble,” I reply, focusing on his movements. “We need to change that.”
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