Noah
She only hoped he could understand why she'd tried to fight it in the first place.
Noah finished warming up, and the radio broadcaster outside announced it was almost fight time. The crowd started cheering as he riled them up. Veronica stood up, ready to go find her seat ringside where Noah had made sure they'd reserved for her.
"Wait, Roni."
Noah was back on the table where Abel had been prepping his face with Vaseline. He held out a glove to her and motioned for her to come to him. She did, and when she was close enough, she saw that the Vaseline accentuated the small lump still left from the hit he took New Year's Eve. She touched the lump with her fingers, the one Noah stubbornly refused
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