"ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THIS, LUCK?" I turned to look at Vien, my gaze steady and unwavering. She was my girlfriend of two years—two years stolen in whispers and secrecy. I simply nodded to her. We were both eighteen, barely adults, yet the weight of generations and politics rested heavily on our young shoulders. My name is Lucky, a cruel irony, for my life has rarely felt so. I had loved her since we were children, yet we were forced to hide even our basic friendship when we were still kids. Our families were sworn, bitter rivals—a curse bequeathed by the deep roots of partisan politics. Damn politics. It had poisoned everything. The animosity between the Purzuelos, her lineage, and the Lacuezos, my own clan, was long-standing and vicious. For generations, our great-great-grandfathers had been locked in a seemingly endless cycle of contention, fighting fiercely for the seat of Governor. This bitter feud had settled deep into the soil of our history and continued to consume the present
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