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A Dance of Confessions

Penulis: Little Rose
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Ember Frost’s POV

Just as he’d predicted, the match had been decided long before the final bell rang.

Jace, his fiery hair bouncing with every step, raised his fists in triumph and made his way across the stage, soaking in the cheers and whistles from the crowd.

“Freya!” he called suddenly. With one quick hop, he jumped out of the ropes and jogged straight toward her. “Wow… you look incredible today.”

Freya blinked, caught off guard by the compliment. “Thanks, Jace,” she said, a shy smile pulling at her lips. “And you did wonderful up there. The president’s probably thrilled—looks like he’s found the next person to take his place.”

Jace ducked his head, scratching the back of it like he didn’t know what to do with all the attention, his cheeks turning a soft shade of pink.

The girls and I exchanged a look. Of course—it was Freya’s little fanboy again. And just when it felt like the classic campus-idol moment was about to unfold, the “villain” of the story chose that exact second to ma
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