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A week had passed and Alfea was alive with celebration

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A week had passed and Alfea was alive with celebration. The once-battered halls now echoed with laughter and relief. The shadow wraiths were defeated, their malevolence banished. The fairies and teachers worked tirelessly to restore the school, their magic weaving new walls and mending old wounds.

A grand feast was underway. Alfea's halls were adorned with banners and fairy lights. The girls—Aria, Flora, Hannah, and Andrea—were hailed as heroes. Their names echoed through the corridors, whispered by grateful students.

Aria her violet eyes shining, twirled in her gown. "Who knew defeating wraiths could be so glamorous?"

Flora blushed. "I just hope the flowers don't wilt."

Hannah raised her cup. "To friendship," she toasted. "And to Alfea."

Andrea smiled. "To future and happy," she added softly.

The girls laughed before drinking their drink. They watch as everyone dance." Hey Andrea isn't that Roy?" Flora asked and Andrea Immediately looked around and saw Roy talking to Ms. Faragonda.

Andrea rose from her seat, a determined glint in her eyes. The other girls couldn't help but exchange knowing glances as they observed her actions. "Oh, I know exactly what she's up to," Hannah whispered, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "She's finally going to confess her love to him."

The girls couldn't contain their excitement, their voices filled with anticipation as they eagerly awaited Andrea's next move. "Ooh," they cooed in unison, their teasing nature shining through. They were ready to witness a pivotal moment in their friend's life.

But Andrea, never one to back down, silenced their playful banter with a stern command. "Shut up, everyone," she declared, her voice filled with determination. "Yes, I am going to tell him how I feel. Wish me luck."

With those words, Andrea confidently strode away from her friends, leaving them in awe of her bravery. They watched intently as she approached Roy, a smile spreading across his face as he caught sight of her. The two of them exchanged a few words before walking away together, leaving the girls behind, their hearts filled with hope for their friend's newfound courage.

Aria's eyes sparkled mischievously as she leaned in closer to Hannah, a sly smile playing on her lips. "I bet that she's going to get together with him," she whispered, her voice filled with anticipation.

Hannah couldn't help but scoff at Aria's bold statement, her laughter bubbling up uncontrollably. "Oh, come on, Aria," she chuckled, shaking her head. "You can't bet on something that we all agree on."

Flora, who had been quietly observing the playful banter between her friends, nodded in agreement. "Hannah's right," she chimed in, her voice gentle yet firm. "There's no thrill in betting on the obvious, is there?"

Aria's grin widened, her eyes gleaming with determination. "But that's exactly what makes it interesting," she countered, her voice laced with excitement. "Sometimes, the most predictable outcomes can surprise us in the most extraordinary ways."

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