I left alone for the arena where I’ll be fighting tonight. Alex assured me that she will try to meet up with me before the fight. I didn’t hold it against her, I couldn’t. She had a job of her own and even if I would have liked to have her here with me. I understood that she couldn’t.
Tom met me at the locker room after we signed in and stood by my side as I warmed up with my muscles with stretching and a few shadow-boxing moves to get the adrenaline pumping.
The locker room door opened and Alex entered. I was extremely happy to see her. I couldn’t fake my smile even if I tried. She was wearing skinny jeans, sneakers and a tap-out shirt. One I bought for her from my sponsors. She kept reminding me how lucky I was to have her in my life.
“Sorry, I’m late.” She apologized with a sheepis
