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100- Dance with me

Author: Hayley
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-03 00:42:08

MICHELL POV

The moment Audrey’s name was called, the entire hall erupted. Applause, cheers, and even some gasps of surprise filled the space, but I remained still, watching her closely.

She stood frozen for a second, as if her brain was struggling to process what had just happened. Then, realization dawned in her eyes, and a shuddering breath left her lips.

She had won.

Audrey Taylor had won.

I should have expected it.

I did expect it.

Yet, as I watched her step forward, her fingers trembling around the golden award, an unfamiliar warmth spread through my chest. It wasn’t just pride—it was something deeper, something unsettling.

The announcer handed her the microphone, and I leaned forward slightly, my focus narrowing in on her alone.

Speak well, Audrey, I found myself thinking.

And she did.

Her voice was steady, clear. There was no arrogance in her words, no gloating—just raw, unfiltered gratitude. She spoke of fear and growth, of perseverance. Of expression.

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