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... had already gone, scattered to the recovery rooms or their quarters after Jason’s brutal speech. Only the faint hum of the floodlights remained, casting long shadows across the turf.
Dante stayed behind, juggling a ball alone. Each touch was clumsy, raw, forcing him to chase after it. Sweat dripped into his eyes, but he refused to stop. The sting of their loss and Jason’s words burned hotter than exhaustion. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
"You push yourself harder when you’re ang ...
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