Chapter 32 Magic Touch
- Celeste
- The persistent hum of the treadmill was the only thing I could focus on as I tried to block out the world around me. I kept my head down, fingers gripping the handrails, and ran, hoping to get through my workout unnoticed.
- Lost in my thoughts of avoiding Matt and trying to prove to myself that I could handle this workout alone, I almost didn’t feel the sudden sharp impact against my ankle.