CHAPTER 19-NEW COACH NEEDED

Ethel’s POV

My heart picked up pace as the mention of the match. I stared at Tavian wide-eyed.

“The match is happening soon,” he almost squirmed and pulled me into a hug.

My soft body squeezed against his chest, and I froze in his arms. “Tavian, I can’t breathe.”

“Sorry,” he stepped back holding my hand. I yanked my hand away and looked around, tucking my hair behind my ears. My face flushed.

“Shy bird,” He remarked and pinched my nose.

The microphone started again. “Every member of both tea