08|While Fate,

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(flashback)

"Will Ashton not be playing the game?" A girl asked and her friend shook her head in reply.

"I think I see him on the bench, Cecilia."

"Coach Peter must be very angry with him to make him sit aside for the Finals." Cecilia said to her friend, Agnes.

"But they are going to lose, it's 24-27 already and the time is almost over," Agnes said.

"Well, the coach will have the principal's reprimanding to worry about losing the game," another brown-headed girl intervenes.

"Not only that, basketball is Ashton's passion, losing a game when he is teamed would kill him!" Cecilia said to them and Agnes sighed in defeat.

"I can already tell the fate of our school if they do not let Ashton in any minute," Agnes said. They both groaned as their rival school rejoiced as another point was scored.

"I think I'm going home, I can't watch this anymore!" Cecilia said.

"Wait, Ceecy, I think they are letting him in." Cecilia looked at where Ashton was formally seated, only to see him being exchanged for someone else at the referee's whistle.

Cecilia scoffed. "There's nothing they can do anymore Agnes, it's 10 minutes until the match ends, we are certainly going to lose."

"We'll see,"

(Ends)

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Letting the door open, she gasped involuntarily as she took a proper look at this man. Tall, beautifully posed and incredibly handsome as well.

"Are you Dawn Michaels?" The lady was driven out of her thoughts immediately.

"Who wants to know?" The lady asked and Samuel took out his ID card.

"I'm actually working with the police on this investigation," he said.

"Oh," she said, but when she fully comprehended what he had just said, she shook her head hurriedly. "Investigation? What investigation? Look, I assure you that there has been no recent theft in this area, everywhere has been calm, now you can leave." She attempted to shut the door in his face, but Samuel was quick to hold it open. He caught sight of her flushed cheeks but decided not to dwell on his recent suspicions.

"I'm afraid not, Miss Dawn."

"Why not?"

"I'm afraid the information I need is about a friend of yours named Freya to be precise," the lady frowned, tilting her head in confusion. "Can I come in now? I won't take much of your time."

"Sure,"

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28-28,

"Yes! Yes! I told you he would do it."

"Hold your horses Agnes, we are still not winning," Cecilia said. "C'mon c'mon just one more to go," she said mainly to herself. Agnes squeezed her hands back in anticipation.

Josh bounces the ball beside him for some time in contemplation. He passes the ball, bouncing it under his knee to Ashton, who grabs the ball immediately, who immediately jumps and earns them another point.

The whistle sounded, signaling the end of the match.

"Yes!"

"Oh my God," Agnes squealed. "He did it, I knew he could do it!"

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