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I’m on my tenth set of pull-ups, sweat glistening my entire body. My hair is drenched and pissing me off as it falls to my eyebrows, constantly needing to be pushed back.

I’m trying to channel my rage without alcohol and working out is the only way I know how.

I’ve been in my gym for two hours now, Julian joined for forty five minutes and then dipped like a weakling. I’m on my sixth rep when my phone vibrates and lights up with a notification. I finish my pull-ups, wipe myself off with a towel, gulp down some water and check my phone.

Millie.

I can’t do this right now.

I do fifty push ups before I decide to text Millie back so I don’t lose my shit on her.

She wants to talk tomorrow, I just don’t think I have it in me to face her yet. I don’t respond to her requests because it’s something I need to sleep on. We’ll see how I feel about it later.

I do a few sets of Russian twists before I decide to end my workout for the night.

I leave the gym dripping sweating, patting mys
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