Two birds with one stone.
That was why, three months ago, after receiving his wife's diagnosis, Drake began preparing himself once more. He abandoned the bottle, returned to training, and pushed his body to its limits. Every drop of sweat, every bruise, and every painful workout was fueled by a single thought.
He wasn't fighting for glory anymore.
He was fighting for the woman who had never given up on him.
Since he could no longer trust the friends who had once deceived and abandoned him, he had no choice but to shoulder everything himself. Fortunately, he wasn't alone. His young daughter, who had witnessed both his rise to championship glory and his devastating fall into the mud, refused to stand by and watch.
Determined to support her father, she became his assistant in the arena, helping him however she could. Her presence made a world of difference. Every time he saw her working tirelessly by his side, he felt a renewed sense of purpose and motivation.
