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Watching her first figh

Author: Lost in love
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-20 04:49:55

*Amber*

Most evenings, I find myself back in the apartment, immersed in the experience of having friends. Kattie is surprisingly fun when the weight of the world isn’t pressing down on her. Watching KC and Hope playfully tease each other, shedding their adult facades, brings a warmth to my heart. Clay is slowly regaining his footing, his laughter echoing in the background, while Adis still disappears for several nights a week. But when he is home, I can't help but notice those striking green-blue eyes resting on me, a stark contrast to the dark, predatory gaze I haven’t seen in what feels like ages.

Tonight, I get to witness my first fight between Adis and Drew. I’m still a good distance away from the action, but my curiosity urges me to watch. They’re set for a training match, and I’m eager to learn. Tjeck sits beside me on the benches, exuding an air of calm confidence.

Of course, Tjeck has an entire arena designed for shows and hand-to-hand combat training. Who else would come u
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