Chapter 6

The once-bustling store I returned to was now dilapidated, but every corner held precious memories of my family.

Now, I found myself alone, finishing up the cleaning before finally turning on my phone.

Myra's message popped up immediately, but I didn't look at it.

After all the evidence had been released, the Boxing Commission swiftly revoked Myra's championship trophy.

Under the public eye, she faced the investigation with a cold expression.

Perhaps this was all karma coming full circle.

Myra, orphaned at a young age, had been raised by my parents.

Following my parents' wishes, I had always been her shadow, her protector.

After high school graduation, we got together, choosing not to pursue further education.

When my parents died in a car crash, Myra was my constant support.

Later, I inherited my parents' butcher shop, specializing in pork.

Myra had always dreamed of being a boxer. I worked part-time jobs while accompanying her to training.