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Prizes like Violet were meant to be won, not loved.

But I loved her.

I loved her with a ferocity that was both exhilarating and terrifying.

Suddenly, a realization hit me like a sledgehammer.

The solution to my internal turmoil was simple.

We needed to escape.

If we were free, Violet would be out of reach from the greedy clutches of the fighters.

There would be no need for her to be displayed like some trophy, no need for me to fight to Claim her.

Outside these walls, we could be just Kuana and Violet, two souls intertwined, without the weight of titles and expectations.

Our love wasn’t meant to be confined to the stolen moments in a prison cell.

It was vast, boundless, deserving of the open skies and the infinite stars.

Violet said she already knew of a way for us to escape…

I knew the risks were high, but the prize — a life of freedom with Violet — was worth it.

But what about the secret?

What about what I had discovered in the depths of the research facility those five years ago?

If it were to ever escape, to fall into the wrong hands…

I never chose what happened to me on that day.

I was there to steal research, not for it to…

I stopped and shook my head.

Did I have to sacrifice myself and Violet’s happiness and future for what I knew?

Lost in my thoughts, I didn’t notice that Violet had stirred.

Her eyes, half-open, regarded me with a mix of curiosity and sleepiness. “What are you thinking about?” she murmured, her voice husky from sleep.

I pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead, my heart swelling with emotion. “Us,” I replied simply. “Us and our future.”

Violet snuggled closer, her fingers tracing circles on my chest. “What about our future?” she whispered.

A surge of determination coursed through me.

It was now or never. “I want… us to be free,” I began, choosing my words carefully. “Free to love, to live, to be together without the shadow of the prison looming over us.”

Violet looked up at me, her eyes searching mine, trying to gauge the sincerity of my words. “Kuana,” she began, her voice tinged with caution. “Do you mean…?”

Before she could finish her sentence, I nodded. “Yes,” I said. “I want to escape with you.”

A myriad of emotions flitted across Violet’s face — surprise, joy, fear, and hope.

She seemed to be processing my words, weighing the implications of my proposal.

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