#Chapter182
It has been a week since my mini break down in the gym.
My hands are severely bruised and slightly scraped thanks to me not using boxing gloves.
It is really painful to move them but I am managing.
My mother found out about my broken phone and bought me another one in secret.
Mom still doesn't know that I broke my last one.
Lynnex went back to speaking to me on Monday as if nothing happened.
I chose not to bring it up since I was getting flashbacks from when I was in the gym.
She hasn't mentioned anything about my hands, mainly because I have been hiding them from her.
I hear the doorbell go off which causes me to jump in my chair from fear.
I remove the ice pack that I had on my hand and step down from the barstool that I was sitting on.
I quickly make my way towards the front door when the person at the door rings the doorbell again.
