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Chapter Five: The hard truth
As Isadora made her way back to her room, her mind was a whirlwind of emotions. The confrontation with Anakin had left her shaken and frustrated, her pride wounded by his relentless attacks. But amidst the chaos of her thoughts, one thing remained clear: she refused to let him break her spirit.
As she reached her room, she found Ashoka waiting for her, her face alive with curiosity. "Hey, Isadora," she greeted, her voice bright and cheerful. "How was training?"
Isadora forced a smile, trying to mask the turmoil brewing within her. "It was... challenging," she admitted, her tone tinged with frustration.
Ashoka cocked her head to the side, her eyes filled with concern. "Is everything okay?" she asked, her voice soft with empathy.
Isadora hesitated for a moment, unsure of how much to reveal. But something in Ashoka's kind eyes urged her to open up. "Anakin challenged me to a fight," she admitted, her voice heavy with frustration. "And he... he beat me."
Ashoka's brow furrowed in concern as she listened to Isadora's words. "I'm sorry to hear that," she said softly, her voice tinged with sympathy. "Anakin can be... difficult."
Isadora nodded in agreement, a sense of camaraderie blossoming between them. "Tell me about it," she replied, her voice tinged with frustration. "And to make matters worse, he's been boxing against the wall every night, keeping me awake."
Ashoka's eyes widened in surprise at the revelation. "Really?" she exclaimed, her voice filled with disbelief. "That's... unexpected."
Isadora nodded, her frustration mounting with each passing second. "It's like he's trying to prove something," she muttered, her voice tinged with annoyance.
Ashoka's expression softened with understanding as she placed a comforting hand on Isadora's shoulder. "I'm sorry you have to deal with that," she said sincerely, her voice filled with empathy. "But just remember, you're not alone. If you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here for you."
Isadora felt a surge of gratitude towards her new friend, touched by her kindness and support. "Thank you, Ashoka," she said sincerely, her voice filled with appreciation. "That means a lot to me."
As they settled into their respective beds for the night, Isadora couldn't help but feel a sense of contrast between herself and Ashoka. While Ashoka seemed to navigate the challenges of Jedi training with ease, Isadora couldn't shake the feeling of being constantly overshadowed by Anakin's presence.
But amidst the turmoil of her thoughts, one thing remained clear: she refused to let Anakin's arrogance and ego dictate her path. She may have lost the battle today, but she refused to let him win the war. With a renewed sense of determination, Isadora closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, knowing that tomorrow would bring new challenges and opportunities for growth. And with Ashoka by her side, she knew that she would never have to face them alone.
