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“FUCK!”

My knuckles burn as they crash into the punching bag again. And again.

Pain shoots up my arm, but I keep going harder.

She’s not coming. She hasn’t been for days. And I can’t figure out why.

The gym is almost empty this late in the evening. Just the sound of my fists thudding into leather and my own ragged breath.

Sweat drips down my brow, stinging my eyes. I wipe it with the back of my wrist and go right back at it.

Reyna stopped showing up to ...