Months have now passed since my physical training has ended, I didn't see Zane again after that. But I have kept up with the routine he and I had started. While I had plenty of money I don't feel like it truly belongs to me. I used what I needed to while looking for a job, but now that I have a job I use this money instead.
I found work as a book reviewer, it's decent money, but then again I don't really need all that much. The house is paid for and anything else is just automatically taken out of the bank account. Either way no matter how much the account had in it I couldn't just sit around doing nothing all day, even though technically I'm still doing nothing but reading and my daily exercises, but now I'm making money doing something I love.
When I wasn't reviewing books, I was jogging or looking through everything in the house to see if there was anything that could jog my memory from six years ago. Today while walking to the little cafe I liked to sit in while I read I noticed one of my strings become straighter so I followed to where it led and saw Zane. He looked a little different than the last time I saw him, his hair was shorter and he seemed to dress differently, but then again every time I saw was only during physical training so who's to say he dressed the same outside of work.
He looked good with short hair, he seemed to be busy and I was kinda too so I didn't cross the street to say hello and just kept on walking. Vaguely in the back of my mind something told me I wasn't right, but I don't know what it was or why I had that feeling. Once I got to the cafe I sat in my favorite chair in the far back corner by the window and started reading the book I was reviewing at the moment.
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