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KACEY
When Tyler had Kyle’s arm locked down, I knew my brother wouldn’t tap out. Deep down, I wanted Tyler to break his arm and get it over with, but he was too admirable to do that—even if he wanted my brother’s blood. What I didn’t expect was for him to let go.
Afterward, everything moved in slow motion. I heard my brother yell that Tyler was a liar before recklessly charging at him. Tyler’s dad shouted something, but then both my brother and Tyler fell down to the mat hard. When only one of them got up, I froze and everything went silent. The paramedics rushed into the ring and knelt down by the motionless fighter.
The only thing going through my mind at that moment was . . . thank God it wasn’t Tyler. I did, however, breathe a sigh of relief when I could see Kyle’s chest rising
