The Bride Who Said No: Escaping the Shadows of Yesterday

So there Freya was, confined to the large lecture hall, navigating through her exams with just her left hand.

Thanks to the ointment Neil had given her the day before, Freya woke up feeling her hand had significantly improved. It was no longer stiff but rather more flexible.

All through the exam, Freya was heads down, deep in her work, while around her, everyone else seemed to be in a state of panic.

Word around was that the test had been revised, and everyone had assumed it would be made easier, but it turned out to be the complete opposite.

Many students were at a loss, staring blankly at their papers, while only a handful seemed to navigate through the questions with some degree of ease. Even Eloise, sitting all the way at the back, looked super stressed.

The questions were obscure, hardly resembling anything from the textbooks but rather focusing on practical insights, including several examples from the current year that demanded personal analysis, significantly ramping up the difficulty. The uniqueness of the questions, far from any known patterns, tested the students' creativity and quick thinking.

It took Eloise a while to get started, and even then, her progress was hesitant.

"Look at Freya, how is she writing so fast?" whispered a member of the student council incredulously, observing Freya from the front row.

This comment disrupted Eloise's concentration, and as her gaze shifted towards Freya, she indeed saw her writing furiously.

A single thought dominated Eloise's mind: Impossible.

no similar cases in the textbooks. This exam

Freya seemed to write

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and the moment to hand in the papers approached, Eloise's paper was still largely incomplete, including the

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because she had finished early and was revising

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handed hers

found herself engrossed in Freya's densely written answers, momentarily losing herself in

to reality,

to call Freya back,

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the clock, noted the exam should be ending

going over the year's project plans when Kieran suddenly interrupted, "Call

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