The sky was blue. Vast, with floating white clouds saying hello to the people of the Earth.
And Ryan had no damn care for that.
His sight was full of black spots. He could still see the spots mocking him behind if he closed his eyes. Sadly, that wasn't the only problem he had.
"Hah!"
The air seemed to refuse, filling his lungs fast enough. He couldn't breathe. Ragged, with his heart pounding in his chest, constricting wildly to pump the blood through his veins.
He couldn't move a muscle.
"Oh, my…"
Violet peered at him from her sitting position by the pool. Her feet were inside the water, leaving her knees dry. She leaned back on her palm and once again mocked him with her eyes.
"You're so done already after five repetitive sit ups? Come on, talks about getting stronger and you can't even catch up with my daily exercise yet?"
Ryan let her be.
Well, what choice did he have anyway? Even breathing was hard, let
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