Chapter 8 - Brave Ones

"Ok, bye." Aria had already opened the door when Ryan said anything.

"I know we didn't work out in our previous lives." I'm not sure what happened. I'm hoping you'll give me a shot in life. "I'm not going to give up on you," Ryan stated emphatically.

"Well, good luck with that Ryan, I'll be waiting," Aria replied as she walked away from Ryan's house.

Ryan grinned even though he knew he had a long way to go to gain Aria's love. But it was a positive start that she no longer rejects his present.

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There is a question that you have probably been asked many times or at least once in your life.

Who do you prefer: the person who loves you or the one you love?

The majority of individuals will respond enthusiastically. Regardless of your response. Have you considered the perspectives of the individuals involved?

Most of the time, we don't put much thought into it.

Aria was reflecting on her current existence as well as her previous lifetimes.

The ability to remember the past has both advantages and disadvantages. She has a con reaction to it.

One aspect of her power that she despises is her capacity to detect other people's past lives if they are related to them.

It was more of a curse than a blessing for her.

It didn't matter if those individuals didn't remember her. She is not interested in exacting vengeance on anyone from her previous life.

The reason for this is that most of the time she gained her vengeance in that existence.

So, if she has a new life. She usually begins a new chapter in her life.

One of her pet peeves is running across people from her past who can remember aspects of their history.

They are either resentful toward her or, like Ryan, acting stupidly.

"Tck! This is a mess; I merely awaken my fragmented memories. The issue is most of them is regarding my previous love life. "I'd like to have more useful memories," Aria can't help but whine to herself.

"I need to train and prepare." I need to make amends with my idiot ex. "I felt the hell the previous me felt to the point where she was about to terminate her life," Aria said.

"What belongs to me belongs to me." If someone takes what belongs to me. "I'm sure they won't love it," Aria replied.

She recalls the ex-finance who stole all of her company's shares and successfully kicked her out of her own company.

Her smile was like a desert mirage. It seemed lovely, yet it was all an illusion.

Her mind was racing with ideas about ways to inflict pain on someone. People around her, however, misread her.

She entered a Mixed Martial Arts gym.

Women were uncommon to see here. The majority of men can be seen with her.

If she only tells her father about it, she can acquire a private gym and a personal trainer for herself.

But she isn't interested in that. She can afford her way of life. Furthermore, knowing her daughter is beating other youngsters may give her father a heart attack. (Men)

She wore men's attire the majority of the time. But this time she was wearing a tight-fitting outfit, which irritated the men in the gym.

It wasn't overly revealing, but Aria has a stunning figure that complements her lovely features. She's a walking calamity.

She was quietly warming herself in a corner, minding her own business.

Previously, some brave men approached her, which she respectfully declined. As a result, the majority of them are merely staring at her from distance, with no intention of approaching her.

Which situation is best for her? If there are any brave souls among them, they will taste her renowned beating.

Unfortunately, there are brave people today who will provoke her.

"Come here, woman, and serve me well." "Perhaps I'll keep you as one of my lovers," the Alpha male suggested to Aria.

Hearing something like that triggered Aria. So she's just going to pray about it and ignore it.

"There are more bold ones today," said one of the Gym teachers.

"This chick is a thug." One of the instructive remarks.

"Why you just let her be, Sir Michael?" She beat up our students virtually every day and sent many to the hospital. Worse, she has already sentenced others to prison," one of the female professors complains.

"Look, she's a fighter; she didn't do anything wrong; don't provoke her," the gym's owner replied.

It was no surprise that the gym's owner liked her. Aria was one of the best fighters in the Gym at the time.

The proprietor was objective and fair. As long as you are a member of his Gym and that individual is a good fighter who does not break the rules.

He won't care what you do. He might even invite others to spar with one another.

The bravest are young guys between the ages of 26 and 31. There are four of them encircling Aria.

Aria had already begun to smile. The folks in the gym are aware of her rage and are aware that four men are screwed.

The gym's regulars were busy talking and enjoying the scene in front of them.