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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWO

Author: Grace Kelly
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-27 18:55:06

ISABELLA’S POV

I stood tall in the grand hall with crystal chandeliers hanging low, their light hovering around the wall and painting it in beautiful strokes. The tables were draped in velvet clothes with a sculptured piece in the middle. A week had passed, and finally, I was learning to live again. The hall swarmed with people dressed elegantly. Kelvin offered to come with me, but I refused because I didn’t want any spotlight.

From where I was, I could see some teenagers sitting, and most of them looked nervous. It took me back to memory lane—the first time I was in a competition like this, too.

Mireille.

“You made it. I was starting to think you would change your mind. What do you think of Florida?” Rex said as he stepped in front of me.

You don’t want to know.

I mumbled under my breath, then flashed him a smile.

“It’s nice.” I half lied when in actual reality, I just wanted to get the fuck out of there. It reminded me too much of my best friend, and breathing had become tedious.

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