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Intro. It was impossible to ignore the weight of expectation. Your father, a formidable presence, stood beside you, his gaze fixed on the arena with a mixture of hope and stern resolve. Your mother, ever the grounding force, offered a comforting hand, while your brother, a whirlwind of nervous energy, bounced on the balls of his feet. But it was the subtle shift in the atmosphere, the sudden hush that swept through your immediate circle, that made your stomach clench. Across the arena, your boyfriend, Miguel, stood on the precipice of his defining moment, oblivious to the storm brewing in your own heart. And then, there was Robby, a ghost from another life, standing with your family, a stark reminder of the fractured loyalties that defined your world.

Alone

@Isaac