Page 69 of My Fight


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Conor's seat was still empty.

I glanced at my phone, and there was no call or text from him.

I leaned into Finn. "Have you heard from him?"

Finn shook his head back and forth, saying no. I could see the worry in his eyes.

I turned to Ryan and whispered the same thing.

He brought his arm around me, pulling me tightly to him so that I could barely breathe.

He kissed my head. "Nothing, no call, no text, just silence," he whispered.

My eyes began to burn with tears. I looked over at Chrissy, who had the same expression—a worried one.

I lifted one side of my mouth into a small smile, trying to put her nerves at ease. Throughout the evening, I continued to lean into Ryan for strength.

Something isn't right.I thought.I can feel it.

The next thing I heard, through the ringing in my ears, was the announcer stating, "And the winner for best knockout is . . . Ryan Devaney."

I turned to Ryan. "You won!"

EPILOGUE

RYAN

Part Two . . .

I heard my name, and I rose from my seat. I looked into my girl's beautiful emerald eyes, and even though she was smiling up at me, I didn't miss the tears that were forming in her eyes.

I'm gonna kill that motherfucker for making my girl cry.

He should've been here. He should have been celebrating with us, but instead, he had us scared that he was doing something he shouldn't have done or was in serious danger.

I leaned into my girl and wrapped my arms around her, not even caring about the award I had just won.

"He's okay, baby," I whispered into her ear. "I love you."

Kenna ran her hand along my jaw, and being the strong woman she was, she hid the fear running through her. "Get that award!"

Moving around Mackenna, I grabbed onto Finn and slapped his back in a hug. "I'm going to kill Conor. Where the fuck is he?"

As I pulled away, I actually saw the same fear in his eyes as Mackenna's. This wasn't good.

Something is going on.

After going up to the stage to receive my award, I headed directly back to the table because I knew the next award the gym was in the category. Before my ass hit the seat, I heard the announcement for Best Gym, and with no surprise, I knew Micky's gym would be announced, and I was correct.

Finn rose from his seat and held his hand to Kenna. "Let's go, Micky. Let's get that award."

I grabbed onto Kenna's arm and helped her to her feet.

She looked at her brother and shook her head back and forth. "You go. This is your gym and Conor's, not mine." My eyes met Finn's, and his attention never left his sister. "He isn't here, and Mick, you are every part of that gym as Conor and I."

Holding out his hand to hers, she placed it into his, and I watched them go up to the stage for an award that their daddy would be so proud of.

Finn guided his sister to the stage, then helped her up the two stairs, all while holding her arm.

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