Chapter 74

(Lena’s POV)

I was covered in a thin layer of sweat as I threw kicks at the dummy before me. I kicked harder, and soon Diego walked towards me.

“That’s enough,” he says.

“No, it is not,” I say, kicking harder, letting all my pent-up frustration and anger on the poor dummy.

“I said enough,” Diego says, gripping me. I panted. “Something is not right, Lena; there is something you are not telling me.”

“I have nothing, Diego; why don’t you mind your business?” I said, well aware that I sounded bitchy, and the regret was instant. Diego looked away from me.

“If you are ready, I would accompany you to your room, Luna,” he said, and even if he had tried to hide it, I still heard the slight annoyance in his tone. He sounded all business-like; when was Diego ever business-like with me?

“Yeah, I think I am done here,” I say, and he passes me a towel.

Diego accompanied me to my room, completely silent, and the apology was at the tip of my