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However, it was currently occupied by the most ridiculous scene I'd witnessed since arriving at Ironcrest Manor. Nate stood in the center of the room wearing the tightest athletic gear he could find. His hair was styled, and he had that overconfident stance of someone who thought they were the Moon Goddess's gift to fitness. Nicole, Veronica, and Madison were supposedly his "students," standing in front of him in matching designer athletic wear that looked like it had never seen actual sweat. "And then you really squeeze at the top," Nate was saying, demonstrating a bicep curl with unnecessarily heavy weights. "Feel that contraction. That's how you build peak definition."

Just enough. "Then let me tell you the rest."