88.Chapter 88

But the race was about to start. Cleo reluctantly pulled her hand away.

"Who says I don't like it? I'm going. You two just wait for me at the finish line." With that, she dashed off toward the starting area before anyone could stop her.

Mara was gradually getting to know Cleo's personality. She never said what she really felt, was proud, and a bit stubborn, with just a hint of an adorable temper.