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𝙰𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝟸𝟿𝚝𝚑 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟺

♱˖°Rhea's Pov°˖♱

These last few Mondays have taken a toll on me. Bash in Berlin is only two days away, and I'm confident about Damian and I's ability to outperform and defeat Liv and Dominik.

What has happened these past few weeks was back and forth between both Damian and I and "The Judgemid Day." I'd like to say that we dominated them.

They seriously can't handle our brutality combined; they can only hurt us and knock us down with the help of chairs and weapons; it's pathetic.

But I'm confident this time. We're confident this time. We will win against these losers; we will come out victorious.

In order for us to win, we have to train, workout, and practice constantly. Which is what we've been doing every day since we found out about our match.

These past few days we had to do promotional stuff for Bash in Berlin, but it hadn't stopped me. I've also been very active on social media; our fans have been so supportive, and they're one of the reasons why I am so confident with our match in two days; they give us the adrenaline that we need.

I've been live-streaming on Instagram recently too. It's been so long since I have done it and decided to kill two birds with one stone and do it while I workout.

Now I was getting ready for my workout and thought it would be good to livestream once more.

I started the live and propped my phone up against a few dumbbells on my table.

It took only a few minutes for 5,000 people to join in on the live. Most were asking about my dogs, my options on things, or just spamming Yeet in the chat, thanks to Jey.

I answered a few questions, picked up some dumbbells, and did some reps. My playlist with my favourite songs was playing in the background to fill the silence.

I dropped the weights and grabbed my water bottle, taking a few sips before putting it down and resting my arms on the table where my phone was set up.

I looked at the chat for a few seconds, and I started smirking as I read some words. I giggled, "Will Jhea ever happen?" I read someone's question out loud, "I think that's how you pronounce it, right?" I pause for a few seconds. "I don't know. I haven't gone to Waffle House yet," I laugh before stepping back and getting ready to pick up the dumbbells again.

The song "Angle Eyes" is still playing in the background, fitting the situation perfectly. "And There is no way to fight it, I can't help but gravitate towards you," I sing along with the song, "Jey," I add before laughing and shaking my head.

The live continued on normally, with people still asking about what was happening with both me and Jey. I started to ignore most of them; in all honesty, I would've liked to answer them, but I don't even know the answer myself.

I've posted things about Jey these past weeks too, constantly teasing our fans and the people who ship us. I hadn't texted or talked to him since SummerSlam; he's giving me space, and I respect that.

I eventually had to end the live stream; my workout was coming close to an end, and I wanted to take a shower. I put my equipment back in their respective spots before picking up my phone and looking through my socials.

People have already clipped parts of my life. I started smiling when I saw what people were saying—they really like Jey more than Dominik.

I put my phone on the charger next to my bed and started to get ready for my shower. I got my clothes out of my closet and walked into my bathroom.