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... d went through their usual matchday routine, but everything felt heavier.
There was no escaping it now. France stood between them and the final.
Izan woke early, but he hadn’t slept much. Olivia had stayed on the line with him for a while, talking about nothing and everything, but eventually, the exhaustion won.
He had drifted off, phone still in hand, only to wake up a few hours later with the weight of the day pressing down on him.
He exhaled, pushing himself up ...
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