Jenny’s P.O.V.
I was sick worried about Stephany. She was the one who was with me every time I needed someone to be with me. She was there as my mother, my sister, my friend, my mentor, all in all, everything. My heart sank down into my stomach when I saw her struggling during the exercise. She was still weak and needed to do a lot of hard work to gain her stamina back.
She said that she would gain her stamina back before the fight but I was still worried. I knew that she could do this. Still, my heart and my mind were not convinced.
I came to David’s room and saw him working on his laptop. I looked at him angrily. The doctor had strictly told him not to strain his eyes as it could be harmful to his health.
“What are you doing?” I asked him angrily and he signalled
