Chapter 94 THE FAINT FEAR

CHAOS.

The punching bag swung wildly, the chain creaking with each hit.

My fists thudded against the leather, the repetitive sound keeping me grounded.

Sweat dripped down my face, soaking the collar of my shirt. My muscles burned, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. My thoughts were too loud, swirli...

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