Hundred and Seventy-One.

Asher didn’t say anything as he watched and when it was almost time for dinner, Chelsey excused herself, leaving Asher alone.

He was conflicted, different thoughts were running through his mind and he wanted to join in the training session but didn’t know how.

Maybe if he keeps trying harder then he’s going to be able to finally stand his father, maybe he should talk to him like Lyon had suggested and he can finally love him again.

“Ahh, fuck it!” He said angrily, kicking his leg into the sand with absolutely no idea that Lyon was standing in front of him.

Lyon had recently gotten a new skill but he hadn’t accepted it, he’d thought that it was a cheat and there would be no mystery in the world.

He wanted to know what Asher was thinking and how he could help him but he hurriedly shut his mind against such thoughts.

“You seem stressed out and it’s just Abraham and I that’s been training all day.” Lyon said breathlessly as he picked up the bag and pulled a water bottle out of it.

Asher w
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