Chapter Forty-Eight: Nothing Left to Lose

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Chapter Forty-Eight: Nothing Left to Lose  


He hadn't set foot upon the porch in nearly a month-and-a-half, but when he found the proper footing, the man, who dreaded what would transpire what would happen once he was inside, looked woefully at his car and sighed. It had been a while, but this would be the guaranteed fast-track to making amends and obtaining his heart's most desperate desire. Winning the title nor keeping his job seemed important anymore. All he wanted was her. Nothing more, nothing less. That, of course, was one thing that he was absolutely sure of. And if it was going to be earned by throwing punches, enduring trash talk, cringing from her icy stares and risking the possibility that someone would get hurt, he was willing to pay that price because at this point, Jonathan Good, a.k.a. Dean Ambrose, had nothing left to lose. 


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