#Chapter 147 Distrust

Judy’s POV “Woah!” I heard as I slammed my fist into the punching bag. Sweat coated my forehead and the nape of my neck. I lifted the boxing gloves once more and slammed my other fist into the bag next. I heard an “Oof” on the other side of the bag. “Sorry,” I said, trying to will my body to calm down. Tabby poked her head around the bag; a frown marring her face as she studied me. “Everything okay? You seem distracted today,” she said, narrowing her eyes at me. It was the day after the first portion of the competition. Today was a training day while the first group, Group A, did their second portion of the competition. Tomorrow, my group, Group B, will do the second portion. So, on this fine Wednesday, those of us who are not participating in the competition today are at the gym. I needed to blow off some steam after my talk with Nan. It’s been a couple of hours since I last saw her, and I wasn’t too sure what I would say when I saw her. I felt bad for how I reacted t