Drake sat on the long sofa, deep in thought. Over the past five years, his focus had been on fighting, winning, and preparing for the awaited moment. Now, the time has come. Drake knows he's ready. Mixed emotions surged within him – the excitement of seeing his mother again and the fear of what he might find in the land he abandoned five years ago.
Loud knocks brought Drake back to reality. He stood with a heavy-hearted and opened the door. As he expected, it was Anne. She appeared, wearing a wide smile, then she placed a thick envelope on his chest, containing his winnings from the recent fight.
"It's triple, now let's get to work, lover boy," she said seductively, then confidently entered and settled on the sofa.
I sighed deeply, taking the envelope. "I don't need it anymore, Anne," I
