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As the game progresses, Vio’s skill becomes more apparent.
This is the best I’ve seen Vio play, ever.
Whatever mojo she’s in, is one I want to see for the rest of my life.
Her talent is clear, and if she can continue with this type of performance in the future, she has the ability to beat Letty.
The scoreboard can’t even keep up with her relentless assault. Aces, powerful forehands, and cunning drop shots sail effortlessly past her opponent, leaving even Vio dazed and overwhelmed.
The crowd erupts with thunderous applause again and again, their cheers echoing through the stadium.
Yet amidst the clamor, I find myself fixated on her unwavering determination.
With each winning shot, her confidence soars. Her eyes sparkle with a mix of focus and joy, and a slight smile graces her face throughout, acknowledging the dominance she’s displaying.
I want to see this Vio every time she plays tennis.
It’s a breathtaking performance, a display of athleticism and skill that leaves me in awe.
The match draws to a close as her final shot lands with resounding finality. The crowd erupts into a standing ovation, and I join in, my hands stinging from the impact of my hands colliding together.
“She’s going to the finals!”
Putting two fingers in my mouth, I let out a whistle that moves Vio’s head in my direction.
In the chaos of the crowd, we became the sole focus of each other’s attention.
“Hi,” she mouths.
“You did it, Blondie,” I mouth back.
In that fleeting moment, time seemed to stand still. It’s as if the entire universe conspired to create that perfect collision of gazes. Her eyes, shimmering like stars, locked onto mine, and in that instant, I felt an electric jolt surge through my veins. It’s a sensation I can’t ignore, a force pulling me toward her.
Everything else melts away, and it’s just me and her, trapped in an unspoken language that only we could understand. Her eyes speak volumes, revealing the depth of her emotions, and I can’t help but reciprocate with a mix of fear and excitement.
The world begins to regain its sound, and the clamor of the crowd invades my senses once more.
That collision of eyes, a simple gesture, has the power to change the trajectory of our lives. A gaze that says thousands of words and creates so many different scenarios.
The big question is if we’re ready to take a hold of it and say fuck it.
I know we’re not prepared for that yet.
I’m not ready for that.
So I keep these moments we have together locked in a box inside my mind that creeps in every so often, becoming a blessing and a curse while my memories with her flood my senses.
Vio just obliterated her opponent. That’s what should be the most important to her right now. Not me. Just like Sofia said, I’m a distraction. She should have no doubt as to who reigned supreme on the court today.
I just witnessed something extraordinary. It wasn’t just a victory; it was a display of sheer brilliance and dominance. I feel privileged to have been even present, to have experienced firsthand the indomitable spirit and prowess of this remarkable woman standing in front of me.
Chapter48
Xavier
Walking out of the stadium, I follow a hesitant Sofia, who leads me to Violetta.
The Khalifa International Tennis and Squash Complex has this sense of anticipation. I don’t know if it’s because Vio just won her semifinal match with the potential of gaining a title and a hundred and twenty thousand dollars in prize money. But as I look at the towering structure that invades my view, Qatar is seen as a symbol of sporting excellence and grandeur. Its modern design, with sleek lines and a pristine look, exudes a sense of power and prestige.
