[ 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐥𝐲𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ] ⋆ The old Becky Lynch was dead, and this new found soul of hers had no time for part time people in her life. The night she became the reigning Smack Down Women's Champion taught those that had mocked her a lesson. That lesson being that some are lost in the fire, but Becky Lynch was built from it. Holding gold locked a large target on her back, and most people had loaded intentions to take it from her. The few who still cared for her advised her to find shelter, but Rebecca thought alliances were for those born into a dynasty like that of her former best friend, Charlotte. Too busy to stop at the top but also lonely in those rankings, she couldn't foresee how playing with someone's feelings could start a war she wasn't ready to balance with her already crazy life. Then again, what was the harm of letting go when no one could touch her? In times of war, Rebecca dared toy with love and even she couldn't handle the burn of playing with fire. COVER CREDIT TO @iBevitt