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... most normal I’d felt in days. Alex helped me with my form, offered tips on my grip, and didn’t mention the word "assistant" once. It was just two guys at the gym.
But as we moved to the bench press, the tone shifted.
"You look stressed, Noah," Alex said, his voice dropping as he stood behind the bar. "Like, physically wound tighter than a spring."
I let out a bitter, jagged laugh. "That obvious? I thought I was doing a good job of hiding the impending stroke."
"Yo ...
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