CHAPTER 37

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NORA'S POV

It's the day of Kai's match and we are already late.

We were at fault. We decided to watch The Reign and ended up sleeping really late. In the sense, we slept at 8 in the morning.

We ended up cursing King Henry II a lot at night.

So now, we are damned as we are late.

Girl's night ended up with us looking like raccoons.

"Ira, you ready? We are late already."

I hear someone fall.

"Are you okay?"

The door burst open and Ira is breathless.

"I am fine. I am fine." Her voice is breathless.

I sigh. My clumsiness transferred into her.

"I am glad. Come on, let's go."

After all that hustling and bustling, we finally reach the stadium seconds before the match started.

"It's unusually crowded today."

Ira nods.

"I think so. Wait, they are playing against a major team. Both teams are popular. So maybe that's the reason it is unusually crowded."

"O God!! This is crazy." I mutter.

"O honey, you haven't seen crazy yet." My jaw drops.

"What do you mean?"

She points at a woman.

O For God's sake!! I roll my eyes. What is she doing her?

Sophia. She turns around and I see her wearing Kai's jersey. Someone get her a therapist.

She glares at me and I smile at her.

"Let's not spoil our mood over a certain damsel."

Ira smirks. Sometimes, she terrifies me.

"But I think, I can spoil a certain damsel 's mood."

Fuck!!! She wants to create trouble. I catch hold of her arm before she sets off making her crazy ideas into reality.

"O come here, you brat. Let's not create trouble and watch the match. We are here for that. And she hasn't done anything yet. If she does, we can set her straight."

She rolls her eyes but she let goes of her idea.

We are in the VIP section but the vibes are so off here. Everybody is in their own world.

"God, next time I will be there in the stands instead of here. Better to be there sweating and cheering."

"Count me in."

"Hello, Nora."

Now, who is this lovely woman?

O wait! It's my lovely friend, Sophia.

I turn around and smile.

"Pleasure to see you here, Stella."

She grunts in displeasure.

"Sophia. Pleasure to see you too."

I stiffle a laugh. I want to enjoy the game instead of playing cat fight with a woman. I smile.

"I thought you weren't interested in soccer."

"I am here to support my boyfriend and my best friend."

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