Tell her to leave the tray

Solan’s POV

“Come in!” I croak.

The door creaks open, and Amari peeks in. Her eyebrows lift when she sees me on the floor.

“What are you doing down there?” She asks carefully.

I scramble to my feet, brushing off my shorts. “Uh…stretching.” I mutter, sounding unsure of my answer.

“Solan?” Her ...

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