#Chapter 48 Confessions

Anila’s POV My lungs were burning as I dragged in deep breaths, holding my prize toward Zach who looked at me with that same impressed look that hadn’t left his face since showing up fifteen minutes ago. But he didn’t say anything; he hardly even smiled the entire time we were together, and it left an unsettled feeling in the pit of my stomach. “Nice,” he finally said, giving me a nod. “I got lucky, they were so distracted fighting one another, that they didn’t even notice me slinking by and grabbing them,” I giggled, wiping the back of my hand across my forehead to clear the sweat. “Wasn’t you that told me to never underestimate you?” He remembered that? “And you told me my arrogance won’t matter when it counts,” I reminded him. “Which I don’t even know what you mean by that.” He shrugged. “You caught me off guard, but that won’t always happen,” he explained. “Don’t let your big head distract you.” “My big head?” I scoffed, folding my arms across my chest. “I can beat you an