Chapter 8

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"Darya, what are you doing here?" Riven demanded, frowning in disbelief. I hefted my bag higher onto my shoulder. "Coming to collect my prize." Some called me manipulative, others said I'd done anything for money. I didn't care. They were just jealous. I put the cash into my bag, then looked at every one of them. "Two things. First... I won fair and square. This money is mine. Second…" I said clearly. I turned straight to Riven Thayer. "I'm breaking up with you." Voices rose all around, but I cut right through them. "If anything came of this cruel game, every single one of you is guilty. But right now? You're all losers. And losers don't get to talk." They parted like water to let me pass. Just as I reached the door, Riven called out, his voice shaking raw. "Did you feel anything

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