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

She had a knack for everything. There wasn't a challenge she couldn't handle. When the competition was announced, the whole training ground was buzzing with excitement. Training was tossed aside as everyone gathered to see the show. "Ma'am, do you know how to shoot? Need a quick lesson?" Shadow asked, a bit concerned.

Flora shot him a look like he was missing a few screws, took the rifle, and spun it with flair. Clearly, she was no amateur. Shadow zipped his lips.

"The rules are easy. Ten-meter air rifle, ten rings total, five shots each. Closest to the bullseye wins."

"You're on." Rory was all in.

"Alright." Flora nodded coolly.

"Ma'am, want to go first?" Rory glanced at Flora.

"You go ahead," Flora replied with zero modesty. "I'm worried if I go first, you might lose your nerve." Rory: "..."

With a huff, he turned away: "Fine, I'll start."

He raised the gun, squinted at the target ten meters out, and fired quickly!

Bang!

Bullseye!

"Ten rings!" Shadow yelled, his voice ringing out!

The crowd went wild with cheers.

Flora stayed calm and collected.

Rory fired again, nailing it!

"Another ten rings!"

got even

Flora was unfazed.

kept firing, each shot

"Ten rings! Again!"

The cheers were deafening!

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scored a

his chin up at Flora,

Flora said, giving him an

Connor's

pouted, thinking 'pretty impressive' was an

the whole time, and now Rory

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motioned him

her

me

she asked, his eyes

exchanged puzzled glances.

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and everyone caught

could hardly

she really going to shoot at a moving target while

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Flora