Tessy’s POV “Tristan,” I whispered to myself, a smile tugging at my lips. He was sitting alone on the stairway,looking effortlessly handsome. This is it. I quickly smoothed down my hair, took a breath, and started toward him—only for a group of girls to swarm him at the last second. I froze mid-step. “So, have you seen him yet?” Sophie’s voice pulled me back as she appeared beside me. She glanced over and shrugged. “Oh, he has company. That doesn’t matter.” I stared at the cluster of girls laughing and flipping their hair around him. “Seriously… look at them.” Sophie turned to me, her expression softening. “Hey, we aren’t doing this tonight, okay? You look perfect. You’re way better than them. Stop doubting yourself and just go talk to him.” “I will,” I muttered. “When he’s actually alone.” Sophie sighed. “Oh, Tessy, you can be such a handful sometimes…” “Sophie, come over here!” Owen’s voice cut through the music. “I’ll be right back,” she said with a sheepish sm
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