Tamara’s pov
“What do you think he left?” Darius asked me as we were getting ready to leave.
“Beats me, he came empty handed, so it does make me wonder,” I replied, and he looked at me with a smile.
“Thank you,” he said, and I looked at him confused.
“For what?” I asked and he just shrugged.
“For what you did for Ross, he seemed really happy just now,” he answered, and I looked at him.
“You and Ross, how close were you growing up?” I asked him and he thought about it.
“At first we couldn’t stand each other, he was stronger than me and I hated him for it.
He hated me because you have met me,” he explained.
“If he hated you as much as you say he did. Then why did he train you?” I asked him.
“My Uncle forced him, it was one of the reasons he hated me even more,” he answered, an
