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CHAPTER 55
~Valerie's POV~
The sports hall reverberated with thuds, squeaking shoes, and the sharp ping of volleyballs being spiked across the court.
As I stepped through the double doors, the scent of polished wood, rubber, and faint sweat filled my nose.
I wasn't particularly here to show off. I just wanted a distraction—something that didn't include brooding alphas, twisted bonds, or... fate.
Since Isla and I decided to join the sports club, this was the best way to relax while forming true connections.
My eyes scanned the open space. Several girls had already gathered around, some practicing serves, others chatting in huddles.
Among them stood a tall, sleek figure with a high ponytail and a perfect posture that screamed confidence.
Brielle.
Of course, the Cheerleader Barbie was here.
She spotted me at the same time and rolled her eyes so hard I thought they might pop out.