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    Sometimes Sansa wonders if it’s just the adrenaline, if it isn’t even about Jon, if anyone could be sitting in that seat and she’d feel the same watching them. It’s easy to get swept up in the emotion, to feel bold and reckless in the midst of exhilaration, high tensions, the highs and lows of a race, but then this feeling strikes her out of nowhere sometimes, even at quiet moments like this one. Her adrenaline should have spiked and come down hours ago after Jon stepped off the podium and they shared the celebratory champagne, yet she feels it coursing through her now more than ever.

    No, this, whatever this is, has gone too far, and now she’s forced to admit to herself that she’s well and totally smitten... or something like that, anyway.

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