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Just when Elizabeth thought things couldn't get worse, they did but she thankfully finds a way to numb the pain caused by the ones she trusted. kick boxing has helped her excape from the world, from the problems that seem to be getting worse and worse.
Unfortunately all good things come to an end, she is kicked out of her local gym for almost killing a man.
She officially decides that maybe it would be a good idea if she were to leave the town she was adopted and raised and move somewhere far from Toronto, Ontario.
Florida seems like the place to go for Elizabeth, but little does she know that she can't keep pushing out the people she loves especially now that she has met Fabian Mendes a local Florida kickboxer with a thirst for winning. and
what will happen next?. why don't you find out for yourself and read my book "Hit me"
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