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A death match

Shelby's POV

I was filled with an overwhelming feeling as the day of the big fight drew closer. I could not wait for the day that I could permanently earn my spot in the life of Hardin and chase that slut out of his life forever. My heart raced faster as I remembered that the fight was tomorrow, not because I was scared to fight Freda but because I did not know what to do and how to do it. “Should I kill her, to avoid any future occurrence of her meeting Hardin?” I asked myself as I slowly lowered my head to sniff in my white powder.

I exhaled heavily with my mouth wide open as I closed my eyes. The pleasure that comes with taking the white powder, especially in the middle of the night, one could not overemphasize. I heaved a sigh as I slowly opened my eyes, my mind filled with a series of imagination as I pictured how the fight was going to look. “I won't even spend much time with her,” I murmured to myself, chuckling as I knew that I had a better chance of winning the fight than her
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