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I am the youngest Empress Fist in the world, and my boyfriend is a three-time championship belt holder.
People say we're a power couple, a match made in heaven.
But just as I finished an important match, I overheard my boyfriend talking with a woman outside the locker room.
"You're still the best fit for her. What am I compared to that? She could probably kill me with one punch."
The man's voice was seductive and husky, yet when mentioning me, it carried a hint of disdain.
"Of course, you and I are the perfect match. Look at her, there's nothing womanly about her at all. She won't even agree to have a child. What kind of woman is that?"
"I've been tired of her for years now. You're the kind of little temptress that really captures my heart."
In that moment, the dream I'd been living for ten years finally shattered.
I took a deep breath and called the gym manager who had been inviting me to join.
"Manager Bennett? Remember when you asked me to sign with your gym? I'm in."

Half a Life Adrift, Half a World Empty

Zoran's breath suddenly hitched, instinctively wanting to open his mouth to deny it, but I softly interrupted him.


"You don't need to rush to deny it, just listen to me first. That day when Aria sprained her ankle, you cradled her foot with a face full of concern. But I'm only two years older than her, yet you turned a blind eye to my injuries, saying I was used to it."


"But Zoran, I've been boxing since I was four. Getting hurt has long been a regular occurrence for me. However, you once looked at me the same way you looked at Aria that day. Zoran, I don't know if you've fallen in love with Aria, but I do know that you don't love me anymore."


Zoran's tears began to fall in large drops.


"I haven't... I really haven't... Please forgive me just this once, I'm begging you, Faye."


I smiled slightly. Liar, still lying even now.


Chapter 9