#Chapter95 This guy is killing me!

Hailey's POV

My hands are sweaty, even under the bandages I wrapped around them. I can feel my stomach churn with anxiety and bile rise up my throat as I walk down the aisle to the ring. I am so nervous that if it were possible, I would run away right this instance and never come back to this dreadful place.

I stare at my opponent as I take my final step approaching the ring and my eyes almost fly out at the size of him up close. I gulp inaudibly before throwing myself into the ring where my opponent stands unimpressed at the...