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him.
    “Sorry, not sorry,” I mumble through my teeth. “Just like Gregory is trying to learn to trust me, I am learning to trust him too.”
    Harim snickers. “Just like her mom.”
    I look at my grandmother who hasn’t said a word. The mention of Mom makes her eyes sadden. She smiles at me when she catches me looking at her. I smile back then finish eating.

 

    I FALL TO my knees to catch my breath. Sweat pours from my forehead, and blood stains my clothes and body. I grit my teeth through the pain.
    I pound my fist on the ground as I let out my frustration, which causes the ground to shake beneath me. I scream at the top of my lungs.
    “This is hopeless!” I look at Cohen and Harim who are steadying themselves against threes.
    “Are you channeling magic to your ring?” Cohen asks, trying to catch his breath. “It will take the pressure off yourself and store it there. It may not look like much, but that bad boy can hold a lot.”
    “I think I am.” I look at the ring. Tears fill my eyes. “This damn thing must hate me. It’s not working!” I wiggle my hand, hoping to shake some sense into the stupid piece of silver.
    “What did you guys do to her?” Isaac asks as he walks over, looking at my disheveled appearance.
    “More like what did she do to us? This one is tough.” Harim shakes his head at me. “It’s time for a break. Go get cleaned up. We’ll resume training tomorrow.”
    “I think we should call in Tib. He helped Holly,” Cohen suggests.
    “Or how about I just die? Because that’s my only other option.”
    Everyone glares at me.
    I shrug. “Well, it’s the truth, and I don’t think either of you are having fun almost dying.” I look toward the house. “I’m going to change clothes.”
    They ignore me and start to discuss new techniques they’d try and who they can bring in to help. I’m not in the mood for the conversation, so I walk off. Isaac follows me.
    “I thought you were going to get cleaned up,” he asks as we walk down the path toward Paradise.
    “I will later.” I pick up my pace.
    “Are you in a hurry?”
    “Isaac, I’m not in the best mood right now.”
    “Do you want me to leave you alone?”
    I sneak a peek at him over my shoulder.
    “Yes, please.”
    He smiles. “Oh. Well, that’s unfortunate.”
    “Why?”
    “Because I’m not leaving you alone.”
    I like him being around. His presence comforts me, and I don’t feel so alone.
    I walk onto the beach, with Isaac in tow, and head straight for the water. I turn my back to the waves and walk backwards until I’m thigh deep. When I feel a wave crash against my back, I fall into it and let it take me under. I come up and smile at Isaac who’s sitting in the sand watching me.
    “Are you getting in?” I ask as I smooth out my hair.
    “No. Just enjoying the view.” His lips curl into a mischievous grin.
    My cheeks feel warm. “Oh.” I spend a few more minutes in the water before getting out and lying next to him in the sand.
    “You’re dripping wet. Sand is going to stick to you really bad.”
    I turn my head to look at him. I can feel water trickling down the side of my face from my hair. “I don’t know how to dry myself. I mean I could try, but I’d probably dry up the entire ocean in the process.”
    “I can do it for you.”
    “Will it hurt?”
    He smirks. “Just a little,” he says in a teasing tone.
    I close my eyes and wait. Within seconds, I’m completely dry.
    “I wish I could do that.”
    “You will if you learn balance. At least that’s what my dad says.”
    I look at Isaac’s silver chain that hangs from around his neck. He wears it all the time, and I wonder if he just likes it or if it’s something special like our rings.
    “What’s up with the chain?”
    He touches it and looks down at it. “It was a gift from my mom.”
    “But I thought your dad wasn’t married.” Mom told me that when she explained things to me.
    “He’s not. He got my mom pregnant when they