As Marcus walked toward the exit, he stopped beside Jake.
“One piece of advice,” he said quietly.
Jake looked up.
“Never threaten that woman’s family again.”
“Why?”
Marcus glanced over his shoulder at Lily.
“Because you just met the version of her that was trying to be polite.”
Outside, the afternoon sun reflected off the parked cars.
Inside, Sarah took her mother’s hand.
“Mom, who are you really?”
Lily looked at her daughter.
Then at the photograph Marcus had left on the bench.
For thirteen years, she had believed her fighting days were over.
Now she wasn’t so certain.
The instructor thought he was challenging an ordinary mother. Instead, he had awakened a champion whose greatest battle had never taken place inside a cage.
And somewhere beyond the dojo, a secret buried for thirteen years was beginning to unravel.
To be continued…
Disclaimer: This is a fictional story created for entertainment purposes.
