He continued to free run through the streets with no real destination in mind, this thoughts wandering from training regime’s, what he’d eat later, missions and potential contracts, and that woman—Mirela.
Why couldn’t he get her out of his head? It was clear she didn’t want to be with him, not like that, and he’d already told her he’d made his peace. But why was it still plaguing him? Things were better before he’d confronted her. If Darim had just kept his thoughts to himself, he could’ve easily kept pretending he saw her as nothing more than a friend, that he wanted nothing more—
—lost in thought, he ran right into a wall and fell backwards, lost to the world.
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