The lesson was cut short when Russ called for Scarlet. She regretfully left me in the training room alone. Since Michael wasn't due to pick me up for at least another twenty minutes, she let me wait for him in the training room. I dropped to the bench twirling with my fingers, my focus drawn to the marble floor as I turned over the conversation with Malek in my mind.
Ashon was coming for me again. It terrified me of course, but I wasn't the same kid I'd months ago. I wasn't going to cower. I was going to fight. I had to at least try. I wanted to believe in myself. I owed it to the person who believed in me most. Adrian. The last words he said to me was that he believed in me. I had to believe in myself. I had to trust that I could be strong. I was strong. I'd made it this far, right?