I felt a lump in my throat after saying goodbye to Aaron, but it was what I had to do to work for our happiness and not let money come between us.
I got on my slider and vowed to destroy his hull and maybe give Bill a reprimand the next time we met, I thought it would be nice to scrap that meddling robot.
I parked on top of the club building, all that was left was to agree with Orland to make my entrance into the arena. I let out a sigh and thought about doing my best.
When I went down the stairs and walked to my dressing room, I thought it would be the last time, it didn't matter if I died or stayed alive, it didn't make sense to be in the club, I had found a better purpose for my life apart from the fists, I had to risk my life to keep it.
"But what the hell happened to you?" Orland asked as I entered his dressing room.
"Some idiots wanted to get rid of me, but nothing's going on, I'm fine" I replied, holding up my hands.
