Chapter Two Hundred
Vanessa’s POV
The bright, white stadium lights cut through the freezing Manchester night air like giant swords, making the perfectly smooth, white ice rink glow under the dark sky. The noise inside the arena was absolutely deafening. Over twenty thousand passionate fans were jumping up and down, stomping their feet on the concrete floors, and banging against the thick plexiglass walls at the top of their lungs. The entire arena was a sea of moving colors, waving flags, and pure, raw human energy.
I sat inside the exclusive, glass-fronted private VIP box, my hands gripping the edge of the plush leather seat so tightly that my knuckles turned completely white. My heart was thumping wildly against my ribs, matching the heavy, rhythmic beat of the stadium drums downstai
