Last Fight

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Sicily    Seeing Levi come out of his locker room and into the ring made me nervous. Why did I even let him come here? Worse of all, why did I join him? The crowd cheered for him as he stepped on the squared mat, waiting for his opponent. Or so I assumed.     He looked my way, our eyes meeting as he nodded, trying to assure me everything will be okay. Fidgeting with my fingers, I took deep breaths and tried to relax, which was hard to do.     The guy, Tate I think his name was, sat down across from me in the booth with a woman next to him. She looked sexy, with fiery red hair, blue eyes and curves on her body that any other woman could envy. A short dress was her choice of outfit and I swear if she bent over, you could see everything.     “My boy there is a fighter, you’re going to see

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