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Fiona - POV As we sat for breakfast, the tension in the room was palpable. My mates were unusually quiet, their exhaustion written across their faces, but their eyes betrayed the anxious anticipation simmering beneath. The Unity Ball was just two days away, and they were waiting for my answer. I cleared my throat to get their attention, and all movement ceased. Even their forks paused mid-air as they turned to face me, their gazes locked onto mine. Taking a deep breath, I steadied myself. “Regarding your question... I’ve decided that I’m willing to enter into an official relationship,” I said, my voice firm despite the nervous flutter in my chest. “But you need to understand that this is all still new for me. I’ll need time to adjust to the relationship and... to you all.” For a moment,