Breaking point

"You can do it."

I shook my head and took two steps back. "I can't... I'm sorry."

He sighed. "Why don't you try?"

"I... I... I want to use the restroom, excuse me." I turned, and before he could say another word, I had excused myself.

I climbed the stairs, went to my room, and locked the door.

What a crazy bastard! He plans to kill me. I nearly shit myself trying to lift the 5 kg ball, and now he's asking me to lift the 15 kg one. He doesn't care about me or my life. I won't participate in this training anymore. I don't care what happens. I will no longer do it.

"Amera," a knock came at the door, followed by whispers. "Open the door, it's me," Ruby called.

"Ruby?" I called.

"Yes?"

"Is that you?"

"Yes, open the door."

I went to the door and opened it; she entered. "Do you plan to hide in your room?"

"How did you know that?"

"You acted suspicious, so I followed you."