Selfish Romance
The crowd hung on her words.
"To everyone who's ever felt betrayed, manipulated, or underestimated,"
she continued, "this award isn't for the elite. It's for the fighters, the phoenixes, the ones who rise."
Applause thundered through the room.
Flashbulbs burst, capturing the moment.
With her head held high, she left the stage.
Later, when she returned to her table, a glass of champagne awaited her.
A man in a black tuxedo leaned in, whispering, "You've started something you can't finish. Enjoy the crown while it lasts."
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