Chapter 22 Don’t Be Too Late

POV: Rafe Vega

We won.

The locker room should feel different.

Louder.

Lighter.

But it doesn’t.

Coach stands in front of us, arms crossed, pacing like we lost instead.

“Discipline,” he says.

Steps.

“Execution.”

Stops.

“Focus.”

His voice cuts through the room.

Sharp.

Controlled.

Imp...

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