Raina pov When the whistle blew, my hands suddenly became cold to the extreme of going numb. I was scared the game was over and my school team might’ve lost the fucking game, then Lucien won’t be able to forgive himself. I saw them going apart, but each team was united with their coach; they formed a circle, bringing their heads together. Even Lucien’s team did the same thing; their hands were on each other's shoulders, then the whistle blew, and they were disorganized. “Penalty!” Someone said, and my heart twitched, my head tilting towards the direction of the voice, curiosity lurking in my eyes. My lips moved, and even when I didn’t mean to voice out my questions, they slipped out. “Penalty?” The top of my lips lifted. The speaker put on a puzzled look and slightly threw his head back as his eyes scrutinized me. “Does the penalty mean the game is over?” I asked, in a low voice, emotions evident in my tone. The corner of the speaker’s lips curled into a slight smile, then
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