#Chapter196
/"Isabella you aren't even attempting to land a hit on me/" My mother sighs as she drops her arms to her sides
I blow out a breath of air and run my hand over my sweaty head with frustration.
I haven't trained in weeks which has made my parents worried.
Due to me having to rest my hands for weeks at a time I am not as strong as I was a month ago.
It is literally Christmas morning and my mother is forcing me to train!
She couldn't have at least waited until tomorrow?!
As soon as I woke up this morning she told me that she is going to start making me train three times a week.
I have no clue how long she is going to make me do this but I hope this is just one of her temporary punishments.
It is thirty degrees outside and I am sweating buckets.
Originally I was wearing a hoodie over my workout gear but now it is on full display due to my increase in body heat.
