Pre-Workout Panic

Nadia

I paced the length of the bedroom for what had to be the thirtieth time, phone clutched so tightly the edges dug into my palms.

Just then my phone rang, startling me so bad I nearly dropped it.

Gemma’s name flashed on the screen and I received the call immeidately.

“So miss ‘he doesn’t want me’, did you again forget to give me an update?”

“Gemma, if you are going to start lecturing me again,