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Chapter 44
KLAUS POV The thud of my fists hitting the punching bag echoed in the gym, but it wasn’t enough to drown out the storm in my head. My knuckles were raw, the chain holding the dummy creaking under the pressure of every blow. I punched harder, wanting the physical pain to match the mess inside me. Another hit. The chain snapped, and the dummy crashed to the floor. There was a cough behind me. I turned to see Raymond leaning against the wall, a smirk on his face. “Remind me not to get on your bad side,” he teased. "I wouldn’t want to be anywhere near you when you're in a mood like this.” I ignored him, breathing hard. Sweat trickled down my temples as I grabbed a bottle of water. I chugged half of it before throwing it across the room. It hit the wall, bursting open and spilling ever
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