“Nate, any more running, and this training will do me more harm than good.” I panted. It was freaking 6 AM! I want to sleep more instead of running for who knows how many laps already.

Nate slowed down a bit and was running back to face me. He wasn’t even breaking a sweat. He simply gave me a teasing grin. “Rose, you do know that you only did 5 laps, right?”

“Only…five you say?” I glared at him despite how tired I was. “You’re saying that as if running five ...