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Ethan's POV

I watched as Lena, with newfound resolve and strength, set her sights on lifting something heavier than the chairs. I could feel the shift in her energy, a fresh, raw determination to push herself further.

I stepped back, giving her more space, but I still couldn't push aside my worries.

The weight of what was ahead was immense, and I knew she might just be pushing herself to dangerous limits if she over-pushed.

In a way, I was glad that she had a more determined resolve; I could see hope rekindled in her eyes, and it made me wonder what the thing she thought of that rekindled...