Whereas most girls fall for guys who are tall, dark, and handsome, I seem to always be attracted to more of the bruised, battered, and brooding type. It's the bleeding heart in me. At least I know it. That's why the moment I set foot back into my father's fight club, I know I should take my three suitcases and turn right back around.I probably should run.
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