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Ivy: “Keep pushing!” Nolan yelled. I had no problem with that, though. I still wasn’t in a good mental state, and the screaming of my muscles and the burn of my lungs reminded me I was breathing, that I hadn’t died back there with him despite feeling like I was long gone. “I think that’s enough, Ivy.” My mother walked in. Her worry had been replaced with a look that told me she was fed up with my pity party. I dropped the weight bar as she strolled gracefully over to me. Her eyes never left mine, even though her following words were to Nolan. “Excuse us.” And he did. He walked away at her demand, leaving me at her motherly mercy. “Let’s go.” She spoke softly. “Where?” I asked, wondering if I had forgotten something else today. “The nothing.” I crinkled my nose, wondering why she wan