I'm a fighter. I fought to survive on the streets after running away at seventeen. I did what I had to, and I make no apologies for it. I fought and clawed my way up from illegal street fighting to a UFC contender. I fought my fear and came back to this wretched place, where my stepfather made me so miserable eleven years ago. I could fight how much I want my stepsister, who's suddenly all grown up. I could fight to keep my secrets hidden. I could fight. If I wanted to... Couldn't I?