Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 978

"Gideon, why do you talk so much?"

York glared at him.

The officer named Gideon realized he had overstepped. "I'm sorry, miss. I shouldn't have asked."

"It's fine."

Mira replied politely, though some secrets simply couldn't be shared.

After dinner, Mira finalized her morning practice schedule with Instructor Vance before heading back to the dorms to rest.

As she entered the courtyard gates, Winifred asked, "How did practice go today?"

"Not great. After two hours, I only hit the fifth ring."

Mira told the truth.

"Hitting the fifth ring is already amazing! Some recruits can't even hit the target for days when they first start."

"Really?"

"Absolutely, it happens all the time.

Shooting takes natural talent. Some people get decent scores the very first time they hold a gun."

Seeing that Winifred wanted to keep chatting, Mira quickly interjected, "Let's catch up later. Look at me, my clothes are still soaked. I need to go."

She wanted to get back, take a quick shower, and turn in early. Tomorrow morning was the real challenge.

Shortly after stepping into the bathroom and turning on the showerhead, Mira heard a knock. It grew heavier by the second, with no sign of stopping.

Fearing an emergency back home, she quickly shut off the water, hastily dried off, threw on some clothes, and went to open the door.

"Winifred, is something wrong?"

"N-no... this is Deputy Commander Foster. She wanted to see you."

To be honest, Winifred looked slightly embarrassed.

Mira finally noticed the young female soldier standing beside her. "Hello, Officer Foster. What can I do for you?"

"Are you always this rude? You're just going to make us stand in the doorway?"

The deputy commander looked deeply offended.

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