Chapter 36: I’m Strong
Charles followed Kaira through the hallways of the storm clan's headquarters. The dining hall's noise faded as they ventured into a less-traveled area.
'This is farther than I expected,' he thought, noticing how some passersby shot him sidelong glances.
'Are there still people who hate me?' he thought, a twinge of unease hitting him, but Kaira, walking beside him, ignored the stares, practically bouncing with energy.
"We're almost there..." she said, her smile brimming with excitement. "I promise you'll love it, Rian."
Kaira's red eyes sparkled with enthusiasm, and Charles couldn't help but give a faint smile.
They reached a set of double glass doors, and Kaira pushed them open without hesitation.
Clack!
The doors swung wide, and Charles's jaw dropped slightly.
'What the hell is this?' he thought, blinking as his eyes scanned the place.
It was a gym, but not just any gym.
Treadmills, weight machines for shoulders, back, and legs, racks loaded with dumbbells and gleaming bars.