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Stronger. Because this time— She wasn’t just fighting for herself. She was fighting for him.

She just stared at me for a while before an adoring smile showed up on her face, and then she told me, "Then fight for him. If he's truly worthy of all the pain and the problems, if he makes you happy, and if you truly love each other, then fight for him. But not just for him, but for yourself too, Layland. Fight for your freedom and for your happiness. Because you deserve it." My smile widened at what Annie said. How could I forget that, aside from Shawn and Gunner, Annie is my support system too? Zach too! I bit my lower lip and cleared my throat as emotions started to rise up within me again. I told myself I'd refrain from being overly emotional while I am in this house, but moments like

"I came back here and I was lost. I was trapped in a life I didn't choose with a woman I didn't love. And then you came back. And suddenly there was something to build toward. Something real." She stood up. "I don't want this," she said. "I know you don't," I said. "But I need you to hear me anyway. I need you to know that I'm fighting. I'm actually fighting for something real this time. I'm fighting for my son. And when that's over, I'm going to fight for you." "You don't get to fight for me," she said. "I'm not something to fight for. I'm not a prize."

Something worth fighting for. TO BE CONTINUED...

What more could she possibly want? *All that fake trying to look innocent acting* he thought bitterly, his jaw clenching so hard muscles ticked along his cheek. Playing hard to get. Putting on a pedestal of morality. Well, that righteous act of yours is going to cost you everything, Vidya Mohan. You think you can walk away from a Raichand? There is literally no one in this entire country, in this entire world, who can protect you from me now. The way you're fucking with my brain? I'm going to return the favor a hundredfold. And I'm going to enjoy every single second of breaking you down, right down to that soft, chubby, maddening body of yours.*

she frowned. “I’m getting to that if you would let me. So anyway, Channing was a fitness trainer, and I guess that was convenient for me since he and Cain worked together on my fitness. Channing did the fitness, while Cain helped me with my combat skills. It took two months for me to become the way I am. The girls had handled my image, while the guys had handled my body and fighting skills. I was good enough to take on even the strongest warriors of the pack, and by the time my makeover was done, even I didn’t recognize myself,” she ended with a whisper. “Why are you crying?” Zen and Caiaphas panicked.

He said, a beat later, not even bothering to waste time to think. I clapped a hand against his shoulder. “Then fight for her.” His jaw tightened. “No matter the cost,” I added. “Because I promise you, whatever price you think you’ll pay now will be nothing compared to the cost of losing her. I know that my woman was the best fight that I had to make. Regardless of all the consequences, I know that she is worth every breath that I am taking.” “And I know, very well, that if you brought her all the way here… you are not going to let her go.” I said, looking him in the eye. “You just have to have the courage to prove it to yourself.”

"If I walk away, they win by default. If I use what they fear, they will say I cheated. But if I fight their way—and still win—there will be nothing left to question. They will have no more excuses. No more ways to twist the truth." She took a step closer to him, resting a hand on his arm. "I know we barely know each other. And maybe that makes this harder for you to accept. But this fight? It's not about proving myself to them anymore. It's about showing them that stripping me down won't stop me from standing tall. I don't need to be feared to be respected—but I won't let them pretend I'm not worth fearing either." Ryvan’s lips parted like he wanted to argue again, but no words came. There

Her hair blowing in the wind, her eyes at peace. That was worth fighting for. Even if I had to fight alone.

Thus I will attempt always to be a person worthy of her company. Not to possess. But to deserve. And this time? I won’t fight her. I’ll make her mine, also fight for her. She never looks back, not even if.