~CAKE~
The girl who made me tap out like an amateur last month tapped in under two minutes.
Twice.
I still didn’t let go.
Her hand slapped my arm hard.
Tap tap tap tap.
The sound echoed in my head like a damn metronome.
But Luca’s voice echoed louder. “Lock it in. Don’t trust the tap. People lie when they’re desperate. You hold until the ref pulls you off or the joint’s about to snap.”
So I held on.
Her ankle twisted tighter under my armpit. My forearm dug into her heel. My hips cranked.
The crowd exploded.
People chanted my name.
She screamed. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.
I didn’t let go.
“Belva—! Release!”
Hands grabbed me, as the ref physically pried me off her. “She tapped. Let go.”
The second I let go, she rolled away clutching her leg like I’d tried to rip it off.
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