What Misunderstanding?

Spending hours in the hotel gym had become Ayo’s routine in the past few days.

He needed something to numb his mind from its raging thoughts.

His body was in overdrive, and it felt like he would go crazy if he didn’t do something with it.

His muscles bulged as he strained under the punishing heavy weights that he had piled on.

He could see the looks the gym attendants and the others around gave him when he kept putting on the weights.

That was after he finished with kickboxing and the battle ropes.

Arms burning and chest heaving, it took him a moment before he realised that the surrounding men had turned their attention elsewhere.

He glanced over casually and swore as his arms turned to jelly and the weight almost smashed his toes when they dropped.

“Sir, are you alright?!” the attendant asked as he hurried towards him.

“Huh?!” Ayo looked blankly at the attendant’s worried face and back at his feet. “Yeah, yeah. I am fine,” he said as he waved his hands at the attendant and reached fo