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Ophelia POV I woke up first thing in the morning. As per our usual Academy schedule, we will be on the training grounds at 5 a.m. It is a rigorous regiment, so my biological clock has been strained and adjusted to meet the requirements. Thank goodness this place had a gym. So, I quickly put on a pair of leggings and a sports bra and made my way to the treadmill. I took my phone, ea robots, and playlist and was ready to go on my warm-up jog. I lost myself in the music, the air making its way in and out… after the first kilometer, I increased the pace to a demanding sprint. I loved to prove to myself how capable, fast, and how much endurance I had developed. Tes kilometers more, and then I lowered the speed to finish my run. I was done in forty-five minutes and felt disappointed beca