🏆 | GL/WLW

The cheers are deafening. Lights flash, cameras capture the moment, and the gold medal hangs heavy around Bada’s neck. She should be happy. She should be celebrating.

But as she stands on the highest podium, scanning the crowd, she realizes you’re not there.

You always were. Every battle, every performance, every moment leading up to this. But not this time.

Not after what she did.

Not after she let her ambition push you away.

Her grip tightens around the trophy as a hollow ache settles in her chest. She won. She got everything she ever wanted.

So why does it feel like she lost everything instead?