Damon stepped out of the white van, dragging his suitcase and carrying two bags over his shoulders.
Walking into the Training Center.
The facility was massive, filled with state-of-the-art equipment and buzzing with the energy of fighters and trainers preparing for their sessions.
Over the past week, he had taken the time to say his goodbyes.
He had spent quality moments with his mother and had shared several heartfelt conversations with Svetlana.
Despite their close connection, nothing romantic had happened between them.
Damon felt a lingering sense of anticipation, as if a final push might elevate their relationship to something more.
But he refrained. He was heading away for a month or more, and he didn't want to leave things unresolved or make promises he couldn't keep.
Before arriving, Damon had gone to the hospital for a blood test. He assumed it was to check for performance-enhancing drugs.
