You turned the treadmill off. That was the third time in a 20 minute span that you’d had to take a break. You subtly clutched your chest, sweat rolling down your brow. Something was off and you knew it, you just wouldn’t admit it.

Little did you know,Alex was watching from across the gym. He’d minded his own business for as long as he could, but you looked like you were about to drop.

He quietly made his way over, leaning on the side of the treadmill as he looked at you carefully.

“You okay?”