Diane’s POV
The crowd erupted into deafening cheers when Zena stepped onto the stage, radiating majesty and confidence. But for me?
They booed.
Some even hurled dirt, cans, and cabbage at me, screaming for my head.
My eyes wandered the whole crowd, desperately searching for a single person who might support me. But no one stood for me. They all had hateful gazes at me.
Leo and Liam were nowhere in sight, and I couldn’t help but wonder where they had gone.
I stood in a stance, taking a slow, deep breath to calm my racing heart. Across from me, Zena’s eyes gleamed with malice.
“The time has come, baby girl,” she sneered, cracking her knuckles and rolling her neck. Confidence dripped from her voice. “Make sure this fight is worth the hype.”
I said nothing. I just waited for the bell.
