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News broke out about Sasha's divorce the following week, and every wrestling publication had pretty much reported about it. Most of them were fabricated of course, because not once did she comment on the issue, despite Hunter pushing to send a press release. When Sasha refused to give a statement, he just did his best to filter the news and keep everything on the down low. That was one of the great things about Hunter—he felt very protective of the Superstars he groomed; treating them like his own children, because it somehow felt like it. He did the same with Seth Rollins during the nude photos incident, and he would sure as hell do the same for Sasha Banks.

Sasha purposely refrained from checking and updating her social media, thinking it was best to lay low until the whole thing blew over.

As expected, fans were torn—some slut-shamed her and dragged Seth Rollins into the picture, some stuck by her side and defended her, while some went as far as to accuse her of cheating on her husband, which was, truth be told, the most painful one—she had never cheated on him; it was the other way around. Most of the Superstars in the locker room knew that, but it was something that they blatantly avoided talking about, to give Sasha the space she needed. Seth was right—she was tough; always keeping her head held high despite what everyone else was saying about her.

After Raw aired live, Bayley, Charlotte, Dana and Sasha headed towards Sasha's hotel room with chips, pizza, ice cream, cookies, wine, and beer. In an attempt to cheer her up, they decided to hold a movie marathon and play all the anime movies Sasha was in love with.

Really, guys. We don't have to do this," Sasha insisted. "How about an Adam Sandler movie instead?" she suggested.

No, tonight is your night," Charlotte asserted, pressing the Play button. "We don't have to talk about what's happening, but we want you to know that we're here and we've got your back."

Bayley nodded in agreement. "Besides," she continued. "You'd do the same thing for us."

Sasha smiled, fighting the lump that was forming in her throat. She was lucky to have a squad like them.

All of a sudden, they heard a knock from the door. The women looked at each other with raised eyebrows. "Did you guys order room service?" Sasha asked.

No," Charlotte shook her head. "Maybe it's one of the guys?"

Sasha shrugged and stood up to answer the door. It was Seth Rollins. "Hey," he grinned. "Got room for one more?"

Seth?" Sasha had no idea why her heart beat faster than usual. "What are you doing?"

He gave her a smug look and invited himself in, placing two large paper bags of goodies on the coffee table. He nodded at the rest of the girls, who eyed him curiously. "Overheard you girls talking about movie night, so," he took out the contents of the paper bags. "I brought sushi—I know you love that stuff," he winked at Sasha. "I figured you guys took care of the ice cream, but I also brought some donuts, pasta, in case we get really hungry, and," he smirked, "In case we run short of booze, we've got this," he took out a bottle of tequila.

Wooaahh!" Charlotte, Dana, and Bayley all exclaimed. "I was about to send you out for intruding," Charlotte spoke. "But seeing all this, you're welcome to stay," she grinned.

Thank you," Seth took a spot on the floor and opened up a bottle of beer for himself. "So what's on the list tonight?"

Sailor Moon," they all said in unison.

He was about to stand up and walk out then and there, but he remembered why he was doing this and so decided to stay. "Fine by me," he shrugged. "As long as we ain't doing Pokemon, I'm cool."

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