It's been one week since I buried my
soul in front of the entire world
on Monday Night RAW.
Between preparing for my match
with Becky Lynch at Summer Slam to
nearing the one-year anniversary
of my dad's passing.
I knew I expected this
to be an emotional week.
But I did not expect Sasha Banks.
Sasha is my friend, Sasha was my friend.
Sasha was one of my closest friends.
And that's why I cannot wrap my head
around the fact that somebody that I cared
about so much would try to hurt
me in the way that she did
during one of the most
vulnerable times of my life.
And then I see her tonight, and
she's smirking, and she's smiling, and
she's treating us all like-
>> Get out.
>> My God.
That's Sasha Banks.
>> Aw, there's a little cry baby.
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>> Keep talking Natalya?
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>> Go to hell, Natty.
And tell your daddy I said hi.
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>> Natty, Natty, are you okay?
Natty.
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