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Chapter 67
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The Coach's Forbidden Play Chapter 80
Sage's POV "What are you trying to say?" I pressed, my voice barely a whisper, the fear in my stomach growing.Anastasia's smile widened, a predatory glint in her eyes. "Oh, nothing much. Just that Andrew is currently with his new girlfriend. He might propose to her soon since he is really into marriage."The air in the restroom seemed to thicken, pressing down on me. My vision blurred for a moment and I felt a sudden wave of dizziness. Andrew was in a relationship with someone else?"That's a lie," I choked out, though even to my own ears, my voice lacked conviction. It had to be a lie. She was trying to hurt me, to manipulate me, to make me feel small and insignificant.Anastasia simply shrugged, a picture of nonchalant elegance. "Believe what you want, Sage. But a little birdy told me Andrew was quite relieved when you left. Gave him the perfect opportunity, you see. No messy scenes, no awkward explanations. Just a clear path to his future." She leaned in even closer, her voice a
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Sage's POV "Anastasia?" I whispered, the name a mere breath, barely audible. I felt like a deer caught in headlights, unable to move, unable to think. The elegant setting of the restroom felt like a cage. My mind raced, trying to piece together how she could possibly be here. Was this a coincidence? Or something far more sinister?Anastasia’s lips curved into a slow, knowing smile that sent a shiver down my spine. "The one and only," she purred, her voice dripping with an unsettling sweetness. She turned off the faucet, her movements deliberate and unnervingly composed, and then slowly reached for a paper towel, never breaking eye contact in the mirror. "Fancy meeting you here, Sage. Though, I can't say I'm entirely surprised."My heart pounded, a frantic rhythm against my ribs. "What are you doing here?" I finally managed to croak out, my voice barely above a whisper. The question was absurd, I knew but my mind was blank with shock.She dried her hands meticulously, each movement p
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Sage's POVI was shocked, and a wave of annoyance washed over me. Did he really just say that? After everything, after the drama and the humiliation, he was still making jokes and trying to flirt? My eyebrows shot up, and I stared at him, utterly dumbfounded."Michael!" I exclaimed, my voice a mixture of disbelief and indignation. "Are you serious right now? We just had a huge scene in there, and your sister just got married, and you're... you're asking for a kiss?"He straightened up, a wide, innocent grin spreading across his face. "Whoa, whoa, easy there, tiger! It was just a joke, Sage! A little levity to lighten the mood, you know? You don't need to get all worked up. And besides," he added, his eyes twinkling mischievously, "I didn't say you had to give me a kiss. I just said you could." He paused, then tilted his head, feigning thoughtfulness. "But if you're feeling really grateful and you insist on getting me something, you could always get me dinner."I rolled my eyes, a relu
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Sage's POV Just as the silence stretched to an uncomfortable length, a new set of voices cut through the air, this time laced with concern and a hint of authority. "Caroline! Michael! What in the world is going on here?"I watched as Michael's shoulders slumped almost imperceptibly, and a fresh wave of dread washed over me. Of course. Just when I thought the nightmare might be over, the main antagonists were making their grand entrance. Caroline’s parents. Mr. and Mrs. Dubois. Mrs. Thompson was a woman of impeccable and often intimidating poise, swept into the circle, her husband, a more outwardly jovial but equally sharp-witted man, following closely behind. Both looked impeccably dressed, their expressions a mixture of confusion and annoyance as they took in the scene. Mrs. Dubois' gaze, usually so controlled, widened slightly as she spotted my parents."Eleanor! Mr. Davis! What a surprise! I wasn't aware you were attending," she exclaimed, her voice carefully modulated, though a
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Sage's POVMichael's question was like a cruel counterpoint to the chaotic air of the wedding reception. "Sage? What is she talking about?" he repeated, his voice laced with genuine bewilderment. His eyes were open and searching, a mirror reflecting my own shock. But his shock was about my presence and not about the fact that this was Caroline's wedding. The reality of it slammed into me again, a fresh wave of mortification. This wasn't just a wedding; it was her wedding. The thought was a venomous bite.I couldn't speak. My throat felt constricted with a tight knot of disbelief and humiliation. Every carefully constructed defense and every ounce of defiance I'd mustered had crumbled into dust. The emerald green dress suddenly felt heavy and suffocating. The sleek bun felt like a helmet, trapping the frantic buzzing in my brain. I was an imposter, a fool who had stumbled into the very heart of a family drama she had desperately tried to avoid, completely oblivious to its central playe
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Sage's POV I spent the next day and a half in a self-imposed exile. I replayed the movie theater incident, the fleeting glimpse of Anastasia, the man by her side. Who was he? Why was she here? The questions looped endlessly, a maddening carousel in my mind. Michael’s apology or lack thereof, still stung. It wasn't the rejection that hurt as much as the blatant manipulation, the realization that even his rare moments of perceived sincerity were tainted by my mother’s orchestration.The thought of attending the wedding filled me with dread. It was a formal affair, a spectacle of wealth and societal expectation, precisely the kind of event I always tried to avoid. And facing my mother, Michael and the entire extended family felt like walking into a lion’s den, especially after our recent encounters. What would I say? How would I act? The sheer exhaustion of pretending to be okay, of navigating the complex web of family dynamics was almost too much to bear.But then, a different thought
