»Finish him!« someone screamed from a corner. Ezekiel turned around to where the voice came from and his enemy took the opportunity to give him a left hook that was unreal. Almost everyone went silent when Ezekiel tripped back and almost fell. My heart stopped when I saw how he let his shoulders fall. He gave up. His body seemed heavy but he didn’t fall.
When he looked back to his enemy our eyes met... the blood and sweat on his face made my heart heavy... or the way he looked when he realized that it was me who stood in the first row and watched him. He slowly furrowed his eyebrows in pain, as if it hurt him to see me there. As if I broke his heart with just being around him. Maybe he didn’t want me to see him like that... or he didn’t want to see me at all. He didn’t want to have me the
