ManyWriters

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

"You will have a wife, a lovely wife," Zoran said, his voice quivering with emotion. "Won't you reconsider our twenty years of friendship, Faye? Are you really willing to pay ten times the penalty just to leave me?"


"I know I messed up. I've already fired Aria. Let's make a fresh start together. We'll get married, run the gym successfully. Please, give me one more chance. What do you say?"


"Faye, I was wrong. I'm begging you, please forgive me just this once..."


By the end, Zoran's voice was choked with tears.


I broke free from his grasp and walked away with Britta, not looking back.


Zoran showing up with a contract on a day like this - I had nothing left to say to him.


But Zoran wasn't about to let me go. He chased me all the way to the parking lot, blocking my path in front of the car.


Chapter 8