More pressure scenarios.
Less structure.
More chaos.
“Adapt,” he kept saying.
Andre finally snapped mid-drill.
“This isn’t adaptation, this is punishment!”
Coach didn’t react.
“Then stop being punished.”
That shut him up again.
But I could feel it.
Everyone was off.
Not physically.
Mentally.
Like something was sitting on top of the team.
Invisible.
But heavy.
ROWAN
Mia walked me home.
That was new.
“I don’t like this,” she said.
“Neither do I.”
“That’s not what I mean.”
We stopped outside my building.
She turned to me.
“You and him are being watched now,” she said. “Not just by each other.”
That sentence hit differently.
Because she was right.
And I hadn’t fully processed what that meant yet.
My phone buzzed.
Mason.
