-Dominic's POV-
It's been three weeks now since I've left and made it to London. My true home. From what I could tell, my legs were pretty much fully recovered and I was that little bit freer.
I had been staying at my biological parents' home ever since I left America. The only reason I knew where it was was that Nick had once told me that he bought the house as soon as he could in order to preserve the little we had of our biological parents.
I was in a place that felt so weird to me. I was stood in a place I knew so little about whereas in America I knew everything but I liked it this way. It was like a new opponent and I was ready to fight.
23:00
I put my mask on, wrapped my hand with bandages, and went towards a bar I had come to find using some research was the best street fighti
