#Chapter 201: Hand to Hand

Ella   The next morning, I found myself standing in Logan’s exercise room, a place I had only heard about but never seen.   It was much more spacious than I had imagined, equipped with various gym equipment, mats, and even a small boxing ring. The walls were lined with mirrors, reflecting the polished floors and the gleaming exercise machines. It was clear that this was where Logan honed his physical prowess.   “Well this explains a lot,” Ema said as I stepped into the air-conditioned room, my reflection staring back at me from the full-length mirrors. “No wonder he’s so muscular. Look at this stuff.”   As she spoke, I felt a blush creep into my cheeks. Logan was very muscular, but not in an over-the-top sort of way.   His muscles were long and lean, and his body was well-sculpted. He seemed just as agile as he was strong, and the various calisthenics equipment—the monkey bars, the hand hoops, and the yoga mats—laying around the gym only served to further prove my hypothesis.