Today's OneWord: Streak

I never though I'd break her winning streak; I never thought I'd snatch victory from her beautifully chiseled jaw. She stood next to me, drawing in air as if she were drowning in it, red-faced and red-eyed and oh, so close to screaming. I knew the gold medal around my neck would be heavy - it always would be. But now, as I witnessed the mental breakdown of the defending champion, I wondered just how much it had been really worth.

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