Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Flora lazily lifted her right hand, made a fist, and bumped it gently. "Come on, Flora!"

"Don't push yourself too hard, just do your best!"

The rest of Team Austenberg chimed in, cheering Flora on.

Meanwhile, Joy felt a bit left out. She was about to compete too-why wasn't anyone rooting for her? Why was all the attention on Flora? Feeling a bit miffed, she made her way to the stage, only to realize that everyone's eyes seemed to be fixed on someone behind her. And behind her was only Flora.

When the announcer called out "Flora," the entire audience, without missing a beat, turned their attention to her. Their eyes tracked her every move, completely captivated. Flora was undeniably the star of the show.

No matter how the competition played out, she was already worthy of admiration. Just having the guts to step up and compete earned her respect. Besides, everyone had witnessed Flora's stellar performances in the prior rounds. Among over a hundred teams and countless competitors, who could hold a candle to Flora?

"Go, Flora!"

"Go, Flora!"

"Go, Flora!"

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hundreds of voices filled the venue, echoing again and again. It was truly moving! Even the announcer was taken aback; despite hosting numerous medical competitions, this was a first for him. He marveled at Ms. Flora's immense popularity. After all, talent commands respect wherever

criticism usually outweighed cheers in her experience. This was a bit overwhelming

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said. After a brief pause to see if anyone responded, he declared, "Alright then, let the competition-" He paused dramatically

All competitors focused intently on the task ahead. In front of each was a mannequin, and nearby, a tray filled with surgical instruments.

minutes. Flora, however, took her sweet time, finishing just ten

notice she was doing it with