Thirty four

Ellen's POV

As we stepped out of the black luxury limousine, the buzz of excitement enveloped us. I flashed a smile towards the cameras, waving graciously to those who cared.

I don't give a fuck about anyone of them.

Trying to keep up with my elegant poses and fake smiles, my attention was quickly diverted as I noticed the way the ladies were swooning over Gabriel.

He had always been a dickhead and known for his playboy attitude. Suppressing a snort of disgust, I reminded myself to keep my feelings in check.

Walking hand in hand with my father, I felt a sense of pride and anticipation. Tonight is Liz's fight day, and the atmosphere crackled with electricity. My mother, on the other hand, is linked arm in arm with Gabriel, who's basking in the attention.

As we made our way into the arena, we were guided to the front row seats reserved for our family. The view was perfect, and I could feel the excitement building within me.

Tonight was not just about Liz's fight; it's about suppor