The Race 1

Chapter Twenty-seven

The Race 1

Olivia

I sat there on the floor, staring at my swollen leg, thoughts racing through my mind. How could I possibly run this race with this twisted and swollen leg?

I hung my head in disappointment; I didn't want to let Ella down. I had already promised her that I would run the race with her, and I couldn't back out now. I had to find a solution.

I glanced at the other two triplets, who were still laughing and giggling in the corner where they had been hiding. They had no idea of the consequences of their actions.

I didn't know what else to do, how to walk on this injured leg to make it better. I needed someone to help me, but I couldn't let anyone know about my injury, especially not Sebastian. He already doubted my abilities, and if he found out about this, he might stop me from participating in the race.

So, I kept the pain to myself and managed to make my way to the kitchen. Walking was excruciating; my leg felt heavy and painful. I had to endure the