Adrianna and Aunty Mariam

Grace's POV

"Harder!" Adrianna spat and I hit again,

"Harder!" I did it again, "Harder!" She kept screaming harder and I went with more force each time.

I was dressed in my normal sports outfit as I hit every single time she asked me to. The gloves in my hands were helping me hit the boxing bag without feeling too much pain.

The first time I tried it, my hands vibrated up to my head and I had a headache for hours. I don't know who people do this for hours.

Adrianna kept screaming hard and hard, my breath had gone short and heavy. Sweat all over my body as I continued to hit the bag hard.

Adrianna acts totally differently when we are in the gym. I wonder where the smiling Adrianna goes every single time she's training me.

Somehow I see Vincent in her when she is this serious. When I told her that one day, she explained that Vincent is her teacher which must be the reason why.

I can't agree less. She does have the same cold look when she's screaming harder.

"Grace, come on, harder!