The Quiet Girl in the Dojo Who Made Every Black Belt Bow

thin, had nowhere to hide.

“Fine,” he said. “If you’re so trained, prove it.”

Coach Calder’s voice sharpened.

“That’s enough.”

But Ellie spoke softly.

“If I spar you, you apologize when we’re done.”

Tyler stared.

“What?”

“You apologize.”

“For what?”

“For laughing at me before you knew me.”

The words hung in the air.

Simple.

Clean.

Impossible to dodge.

Bryce let out continue reading …