Preface

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The irate refused to hold back. She didn't bow nor break. She opened up her eyes to see her rebirth. A lone wolf, a fighter, an anti-hero. She was all that, and no one could tell her different.

She carried a new attitude and a new form of momentum with her. It wasn't just a rebrand. It was a rebirth. She ignited her rebirth.

She was ready to show that she was not here for games. She was not going to go easy in the ring or they would think she hadn't changed. Reality was that she had changed, she is changed.

Her words were brutal, and her attacks were just as brutal, if not more brutal. She would let that be known. She would show it, not tell it, even though she knew she talked quite a bit about her journey. She was ready to show what she was made of, and no one would be ready for it.

This was it. She welcomed the first day of her new self. She opened up her eyes.

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