#Chapter 203: I Said I Wouldn’t Keep You Here

I put my feet back on the pedals and give one last push. I make it one rotation before I stop again. Neil’s hands come down on the top of both handlebars. “Stop, Chloe. Before you hurt yourself worse.” I narrow my eyes at him, but even I can recognize he’s right this time. Another setback would be worse than the current status quo. I refuse to tell him that. In fact, the silent treatment seems like a pretty good option right about now. I lift my chin as high as I can. I’m going for defiant but I suspect I look something like an affronted spoiled child. Neil studies that expression, then my arms as I cross them. “Something bothering you?” he asks me. “Other than the obvious?” I wave to the bike. “Other than your obvious frustration with your slow recovery time, yes,” Neil says. I could tell him no. I could make a scene and storm out. But then I really would be that affronted spoiled child. Besides, I am tired of holding it back. I don’t want to be mad anymore, especially not wit