Adrea sat under the studio lights, hands folded loosely in her lap, her posture relaxed despite the faint hum of nerves in her chest.The interview room was small, minimalist, all muted greys and soft lighting. Across from her sat Chichie, legs crossed elegantly, cue cards in hand, her smile professional and warm.Behind the camera, just slightly to the side, Aris leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. The crew bustled quietly, but he noticed nothing beyond Adrea. There was pride in his eyes, unmistakable and unguarded.She had just secured her ticket to the year’s World Poker Tournament.It still felt unreal.“First of all,” Chichie, the interviewer said, “congratulations on qualifying for the World Poker Tournament. It is not an easy feat, and you did it with remarkable composure.”“Thank you,” Adrea replied, her voice calm, a soft smile curving her lips.She felt Aris’s gaze on her and resisted the urge to look back. That would come later.Chichie glanced at her cards.“Your
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