Dahlia’s POV
We better not f*****g lose this match, I snapped at Blue through our mental link.
"Oh, don't you worry, girlfriend. We've got this!" she chirped back confidently.
Her reassurance eased the tension coiling in my chest, but only slightly. Losing wasn’t an option—not when the reward involved tormenting the twins. That alone was enough to make me dig my heels in. But deeper than that was the uneasy curiosity gnawing at me. If they got me alone in the showers… I wasn’t entirely sure I’d resist begging them to ruin me completely.
Not that I didn’t want them to. I did—desperately. But I wasn’t ready to face what that meant. I knew exactly how they'd take it, and I wasn’t prepared for that conversation.
So yeah, bottom line—we better not f*****g lose.
As we stepped onto the trai
