21

THE BLUNDERED CONFESSION

“For the last time, it wasn’t her fault,” I said, my voice resonating with my determination. My ex-sports rival, Aakash Rathore, stood towering in front of me, his eyes narrowed and filled with a dangerous intensity. I stepped forward slightly, positioning myself protectively in front of his dear sister.

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