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Ella's POV

"I did it!" I yelled, my voice as loud as it could be.

"Yes, you did it." Dad smiled at me. "It was a minimal progress but you're finally showing some signs."

I couldn't believe that I had done it. I had gotten my hand out of my dad's hold. I had done it. I was excited. I risked a glance at Kevin to know how he felt about my victory. It had taken me a long time to break out of dad's hold but I would call it victory still.

Kevin gave me a slow smile and then looked away. I smiled back, my face bright. He didn't look as excited as I hoped that he would but that was progress enough for me. I would take that.

He hadn't spoken to me since I woke up today and I knew he was probably dreading the training later in the evening. He was the first to get to the training ground, wincing everytime I cried out in pain. I knew that he secretly hoped that I collapse so he could swoop in to be the hero and tell my dad that he was right and I wasn't ready yet.

I didn't want that to happen tho