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They called her "The Golden Flame."
Sophie Foster-once a prodigy, now a legend. Every sport. Every medal. Every record smashed like glass beneath golden cleats. Gymnastics, swimming, track, fencing, archery-name it, and Sophie had dominated it. And when the arena lights dimmed? She'd take the stage-belting chart-topping anthems, dancing with the grace of someone who could defy gravity. People didn't just watch her. They worshipped her.
But no one knew the whole story.
No one knew that behind the Olympic podium smiles and the world tours, there was a girl who'd run-not from fear, but from betrayal.
Three years ago, Sophie vanished.
She left behind the Council, Foxfire, her friends, and the boy who shattered her heart with silence when she needed him most.
Now?
She was back.
Standing at the edge of the opening ceremony stadium for the first Global Games in Atlantis, the cameras already zeroed in, crowds chanting her name. Her gold-lined jacket shimmered in the lights. Her microphone was in hand.
The world expected a national anthem.
Instead, Sophie smiled like a storm brewing on the horizon.
She was done playing nice.
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