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... ne rummaging through my kitchen. My body felt like I’d gone ten rounds with a heavyweight champion. Sore in places I didn’t know could get sore.
Worth it.
I checked my phone. 4:47 AM. Training started at six. Cheon had probably set an alarm again.
The bed was empty. Both sides. I sat up and immediately regretted it when my lower back protested. Jesus. How many times did we go last night?
Four? Five?
More like seven, if I counted the shower round with Cheon ...
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