Ebere scoffed. "I'm jogging, of course. What does it look like I'm doing?"
Nnenna narrowed her eyes. "Since when did you start prioritizing physical exercise?"
Ebere hesitated, looking away for a brief moment before answering, "Since the day you had to save me."
A heavy silence settled between them.
"I never did physical exercise before," Ebere admitted, voice quieter now. "My whole life, I let people protect me. And because of that, I was helpless when it really mattered. I refuse to be that weak again."
She took a deep breath, then turned to look Nnenna in the eye. "Every morning, from now on, I'll be joining you."
She paused. "I hope you don't mind."
Her voice wavered slightly, almost as if she feared rejection.
Nnenna stared at her, still trying to process what was happening. This was the same Ebere who had once tormented her, insulted her, wished for her suffering. But now… now she was standing before her, trying to change, trying to be stronger.
