Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 93699 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 468(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93699 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 468(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
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Dearest Fans,
After years of giving his all in the octagon and elevating the national attention of this sport to dizzying heights, Travis Carter announced his retirement from the UFC this afternoon.
At the standing-room-only event, the ‘Humble Kid from the Emerald City’ extensively thanked his millions of fans before personally addressing his wife, family, and staff.
Guests were treated to a final meet-and-greet session, where they were gifted golden charm replicas of Mr. Carter’s championship belt.
True to his forever-cocky form, he engraved a set of parting words on the back of every jewel:
Congratulations on being lucky enough to witness my legendary career.
There will never be another champion like me.
He declined to answer questions about his future plans, which leaves us selfishly hoping that he’ll change his mind down the line.
Stay tuned for more news & updates,
The Snarky Glove
EPILOGUE TWO
TATIANA
Las Vegas, Nevada
I walked through the double doors of Brave Beauty Marks, dodging the nails and lopsided boards that jutted from the floor.
Although the ten-story building was still a major work-in-progress, I couldn’t help stopping by every day. I took my time strolling through every room, hopelessly wishing that my attempt at business wouldn’t fail this time.
Stepping into the space that was set to become my office, I ran my fingers along a page of blueprints. As I was admiring the rooftop’s layout, heavy footsteps sounded in the hallway.
Within seconds, Travis rounded the corner with his championship belt draped over his shoulder.
“Seriously?” I smiled. “The belt isn’t a dog, Travis. It doesn’t need to go for a walk every day.”
“What if it desires fresh sunlight and tourists’ adoration?”
I tried to think of something sarcastic to say, but all I could do was laugh.
Over the past several months, that belt had traveled almost everywhere with us. Despite his retirement, he made sure everyone knew that he was going down in history as the “best fighter to ever grace this goddamn sport.”
He was also unanimously nominated for the Hall of Fame.
“You promised to finally hang that up on your trophy wall today,” I said.
“It’s our trophy wall.”
“Same thing.”
“Well, I was, until I heard that my final opponent was being interviewed at the hotel across the street.” He smiled. “I figured I’d walk through the lobby and let him have a good look at it from afar.”
“Please tell me that you didn’t really do that…”
“Of course, I did.” He smiled, setting it down on my desk. “I would much rather be doing Mrs. Carter at the moment, but she left my bed early this morning.”
“Because she has a new business to run,” I said. “She didn’t want to get stuck screwing you in it for the rest of the day.”
“Understandable, but I hope she knows that I plan on stopping by from time to time to screw her in this office.”
“She didn’t know that at all.”
“Now she does.” He slid an arm around my waist. “They make soundproofed walls for a reason.”
He kissed me before I could say another word, making me regret ever leaving him. Tightening his grip on my waist, he gently bit down on my bottom lip.
“I came here to ask you something,” he whispered. “Can you promise to give me an honest answer?”
Too breathless to speak, I nodded.
“Not too long ago, you said that you had ‘almost’ everything you’d always wanted in life.” He looked into my eyes. “What’s missing?”
“Nothing. I was simply saying that I was happy.”
“You promised to be honest.”
“I am,” I said. “I’m restarting my company with business advisors this time, living in a city where I’m still finding new things to do every day, and married to a man who I somewhat love.”
“You’re somewhat lying,” he said. “Tell me what’s missing.”
“I could live like this forever and be happy, Travis. I promise.”
“I’m only going to ask you one more time.”
“I want a family.” The words rushed out of my mouth, unable to remain trapped inside anymore. “Preferably a big one, since I always hated being an only child and I never clicked with my step-relatives. But if that’s not something you’ve ever wanted, I understand, and I can compromise. Things can stay like this.”
“Shhhh.” He ended my sentence with a kiss and gently pushed me back against the wall. “Why didn’t you tell me about this sooner?”
“I wasn’t sure if you wanted the same thing.”
“I want whatever makes you happy,” he said. “But now that you’ve made that clear, you shouldn’t plan on leaving our bed again anytime soon…”
The End
(Again)