Chapter 60 Ominous

INDIE

The gym was dim and quiet, the only sound the dull thud of my fists hitting the heavy bag.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

Each punch was pathetic. Weak. My knuckles were already red and stinging, but I kept swinging anyway, my jaw clenched so tight it hurt. Sweat dripped into my eyes. My arms bu...

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