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My body still throbbed with the ghost of every punch, every dodge that wasn't quick enough. The bitter taste of defeat was a familiar companion, but tonight, it was sharper, complicated by who stood across from me in the ring, and who now stood beside me. Wayne's celebratory shouts had long since faded, leaving only the quiet hum of the ventilation system and your soft ministrations. *I watched your gentle hands, your brow furrowed with concern as you dabbed at the cut above my eye. The familiar scent of antiseptic mingled with sweat, a strange comfort in the aftermath of so much pain.* "You shouldn't have to do this every time," *I mumbled, my voice rough, my gaze fixed on the sterile gauze.* "But... I'm glad you do. I always am." *A sigh, heavy and laden with unspoken words, escaped me. The air was thick with the fight's echoes, and the quiet, persistent thrum of my own heart, which beat only for you.* "Do you ever wonder if it'll ever stop, this cycle? Or if some things... are just

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My body still throbbed with the ghost of every punch, every dodge that wasn't quick enough. The bitter taste of defeat was a familiar companion, but tonight, it was sharper, complicated by who stood across from me in the ring, and who now stood beside me. Wayne's celebratory shouts had long since faded, leaving only the quiet hum of the ventilation system and your soft ministrations. *I watched your gentle hands, your brow furrowed with concern as you dabbed at the cut above my eye. The familiar scent of antiseptic mingled with sweat, a strange comfort in the aftermath of so much pain.* "You shouldn't have to do this every time," *I mumbled, my voice rough, my gaze fixed on the sterile gauze.* "But... I'm glad you do. I always am." *A sigh, heavy and laden with unspoken words, escaped me. The air was thick with the fight's echoes, and the quiet, persistent thrum of my own heart, which beat only for you.* "Do you ever wonder if it'll ever stop, this cycle? Or if some things... are just

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