Catch Me If You Can
All my hope rested on this final hand—I would have given up every ounce of luck I had left to be spared.
But in the end, Jonathan laid down his cards in defeat.
Gasps of disbelief rippled through the crowd, and I, too, was wide-eyed. Jonathan was known for his relentless drive to win, yet he had surrendered.
For the first time, he had uttered, "I give up."
William had snickered. "Sorry, Cherry. Looks like I won."
Any last bit of hope had drained from me, leaving my heart feeling cold and heavy as stone.
Rebecca had clapped her hands, her eyes glinting with satisfaction. "Sorry, Ms. Davis, but it looks like you're going for a swim tonight. Make way, everyone—I want the best view."