Bound to my Enemy novel Chapter 177

Chapter 177: Chapter 177.

Since then, nothing. Which is exactly how I want it.

Training is the only thing that gets me out of this room regularly.

I still go because i need it.

If I stay in here all day doing nothing, my mind starts wandering back to places I don’t want it to go.

So I train.

But not with him, not anymore.

The first time I showed up and he was there waiting like usual, I stopped right at the entrance of the training room.

Aaron was there too, leaning against the wall like he always does.

Zane looked up when I walked in and there was this brief moment where it felt like things were about to go back to normal. Liek he expected me to just walk over and start.

I didn’t.

I stood there and looked at him

Then I said, "I’m not training with you."

Just like that.

His expression didn’t change much at first, just a slight tightening around his eyes.

"And why is that?" he asked.

Like he didn’t already know.

I shrugged lightly.

"Because I don’t want to."

That was enough to set him off.

"You’re being childish."

I laughed. Because the audacity of that...

"Go fuck yourself, Zane."

Aaron shifted slightly at that..... but he was wise enough to not step in.

Zane stared at me for a second longer.

Then he said, "You don’t get to decide how this works."

I took a step closer, close enough that he could see and understand that I wasn’t backing down.

"Watch me."

The room went quiet after that and for a moment I thought he might push it further, might try to force it.

But he didn’t.

He just looked at me then his gaze shifted briefly to Aaron, something unspoken passing between them.

Zane stepped back.

"Fine," he said.

"Train with him then."

I didn’t respond, didn’t thank him or acknowledge acknowledge it. I just walked past him and headed to the mat.

Since then, that’s how it’s been... I train with Aaron Or sometimes I train alone.

And honestly?

It’s better this way. Aaron doesn’t talk much when we traim, doesn’t push in that way Zane does. He corrects me when I mess up, shows me what to fix but he doesn’t get in my head and he doesn’t try to provoke m

And right now, that’s exactly what I need.

Something simple, some thing I can control and Something that doesn’t feel like it’s tied to a hundred other things I don’t understand.

Because the last thing I need right now...is Zane.

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A few more days pass and at this point, the days are starting to blur into each other.

I wake up, stay in my room, scroll through social media, I read thn I train.

And it’s rinse and repeat. But I’ve gotten used to it or maybe I’m just pretending I have.

I’m lying on my stomach on the bed, my phone in front of me, half-reading something I’ve already scrolled past three times without actually taking anything in, when there’s a knock on the door.

I don’t even bother to answer as the door opens anyway.

I glance up, already expecting who it is.

Aaron.

Of course.

"What?" I mutter, rolling onto my back.

He doesn’t answer immediately. Instead, he walks further into the room and holds something up slightly. A small paper bag with a familiar logo printed on it. My eyes narrow a little as I push myself up on my elbows.

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