Amalia Anderson
The alarm rang at four in the morning, and what was supposed to be the most exciting moment of my day had just turned into torture. Today was the first day I had training with Andrew Lieberman. God, give me strength. Uncle Teddy always prays, and he has done amazing things. I hope God hears me out, because I am close to getting ready to knock Andrew´s teeth out.
I know I am showing up with the wrong attitude, but I was being forced to train with the man who deeply hurt my fourteen-year-old self... And if you consider that I am nineteen, that was five years ago, not long, and the wound is still pestering. And even with all that, against the odds... I jumped up from bed, got ready, prepared my bag, and headed to the Igloo... the arena home of the Glaciers.
I entered the
