Chloe waved at her, feeling a warmth she hadn't felt in years. For the first time in a long time, she believed in herself again.
As Chloe exited the cage, Karla approached her, her cocky demeanor replaced with grudging respect. "Alright, maybe you're not as washed up as I thought," she said, extending a hand.
Chloe shook it, smiling. "Maybe you shouldn't underestimate your opponents next time."
Karla smirked. "Fair enough. See you around."
The night ended with Chloe sitting in the locker room, her body sore but her spirit lighter than it had been in years. Vince sat beside her, his voice soft but firm.
"This is just the beginning, Chloe. Don't lose sight of why you're doing this."
"I won't," Chloe said, her voice steady. "I'm not done yet."
