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Chapter 7: Whispers in the Shadows

Author: Frank J.P
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-21 17:28:00

The touch of Leo’s fingers against Maya’s in the physio room had been brief but seismic. That contact had shattered their carefully maintained boundaries, sending a ripple through everything that followed. From then on, even silence between them buzzed with electricity. Their connection had grown into something more than mutual admiration. It was raw, magnetic, and pulsing with something neither of them dared name.

Leo’s rehabilitation turned into their shared rhythm. Maya began lingering after her sessions, timing her schedule to match his. She offered recovery advice, shared opponent strategies only another midfielder could truly appreciate, and silently cheered him on with subtle nods or soft words. He listened with unusual intensity, his playful comments now tinged with affection. The small rehab room evolved into their sanctuary, an unspoken haven where touches were brushed off as casual and eye contact lingered just too long.

Their messages, once clinical and tactical, transform
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