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Zaara’s fingers were still tangled in mine as we headed back toward the center of the room.
Dinner was served like every other night—trays shoved through the slots in the wall. Protein mush. A few scraps of vegetables. Water tasting faintly of metal.
Neither of us had much appetite.
We sat shoulder to shoulder on one of the bunks, trays balanced on our laps, forcing down bites in silence. Around us, the other contestants kept stealing glances ...
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