Today's OneWord: Rival

She was supposed to be my greatest rival. The one person I could counter in the fighting ring. The challenge of my day. The brutal might against my steady endurance.

And yet, there she was, sleeping half-naked in my bed, the room already heating up around our bodies.

Why had I invited her in? And why had I been so enticed by her? How had it come down to this?

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