I Bought the Team That Betrayed Me
Language: en
The late-night training room glowed cold. I entered, notebook in hand, just to tell Jackson to rest. The scene stopped me cold. Daisy, the new support, was on his lap, their hands over the keyboard. "Relax. With me here, Sierra won’t take your spot," Jackson’s voice was honey-sweet. She kissed his cheek. "You’re the best!" My phone dug into my palm, knuckles white. A text from my brother lit the screen: "Dream over, princess? I’m waiting at home." It stung, throwing me back to that day’s review. Our ninth straight loss. My first outburst, aimed at Daisy, the rookie support. I’d barely…