Legacy Trainer //free\\: Liberty’s

Maya was one of them.

The gym smelled of old rubber mats, chalk dust, and ambition. It was the kind of place where fluorescent lights hummed louder than the crowd, and every mirror had a story behind its cracks. In the corner, leaning against a rack of mismatched dumbbells, stood Liberty’s Legacy. liberty’s legacy trainer

“They call it Liberty’s Legacy,” Delia continued. “You know why?” Maya was one of them