Walking into the old building, Sophie felt a chill down her
spine as she looked around at the familiarity of this place. It wasn’t exactly
the same but it was similar and that was enough to bring all memories of the
past back. She had been too young to fully understand anything about what went
on in a place like this however, she had seen enough with her own eyes to
always fear everything about it.
Looking to the ring, stood proudly in the centre, her eyes
dazed as she began to recall the vivid image of him taking swing after swing
while also embracing the impact in return. She recalled him taking a hit he was
clearly so proud of before turning to look at her with a cheeky and reassuring
grin while she began jumping up and down and clapping her small hands.
She was innocent to the danger that surrounded his life,
completely unaware of the harsh reality that occurred behind the scenes. How was
she ever to know? She was young, still had so much to learn, and she was always
protected from the worst while only being shown the best.
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