In the end—
they tacitly agreed not to talk about it.
Camden River thought quietly, picking up his running pace.
Like a gust of wind, he passed by Mia Ginger.
Mia continued at her own pace, very slowly, probably the slowest on the track.
Running early in the morning had its benefits; it was good for the body, but more importantly, it seemed to help clear the mind, allowing one to think through many things.
She pondered as she ran, and in no time, Camden caught up with her again.
Feeling like she was a tortoise.
This speed was completely different from his impression of Mia's running speed.
Camden slowed down his pace and asked her, "Are you feeling unwell? If you are, it's better to go back and rest."
He knew very well about Mia's physical condition; she was like a porcelain doll, easily hurt at a touch. He also understood her personality, often appearing calm and indifferent, but deep down, she was incredibly stubborn.
