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But as the names were called out, I felt my stomach drop.
"And in second place, we have Aila Coraline!"
Second place? My heart sank as I processed the announcement. I had hit the bullseye five times, the maximum score, yet it wasn’t enough. Confusion and disappointment washed over me, and I struggled to understand what had gone wrong.
"Why am I second place?" I asked, furrowing my brow as I confronted the three judges, the so-called musketeers of this competition.
I was certain Saleem hadn't hit the target with his last arrow—he had missed. Yet somehow, he was declared the winner. I still held an extra arrow in my hand, and in my frustration, I was tempted to do something reckless.
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