Chapter 22

Adelaide

Three months later.

I’m balancing on the monkey bars stepping between them. I’m getting stronger every day and finally sparring is fun again, I even beat Marc the other day. “Hey, you,” a male voice makes me slip and fall painfully to the ground. I groan as I stand, looking to who spoke, “Trey?” I take a step towards him. Malcom and Gary are standing to one side, they must have been expecting him or he’d have his face in the dirt.

“Hey Dely,” I run the few steps to him and wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist

“Trey! I thought father killed you.” I hear a cough behind us and look over to Malcom and Gary who have gone red. I sigh and put my legs down.