#Chapter23

Today is the day of the fight. I pack all my things in my bag and leave the house to find a taxi. Lately, I've been feeling like I'm being watched subtly, but every time I try to find the source, there's nothing there. I might just be imagining things. I walk a few steps to hail a taxi. One stops in front of me, I get in, give the address, and we're off.

Arriving at the venue, I pay the fare, get out, and head inside. I go to my usual spot to prepare. I put on my boxing gear - you probably know what that looks like....