All Chapters of The Coach's Forbidden Play: Chapter 101 - Chapter 107

Andrew's POV The sound of my sister’s voice that was usually a comforting melody, was a sharp, unrelenting knife in my chest. I sat there, a silent, unwilling participant in my own trial as Amelia laid out the case against me. She had a point, a powerful one at that and the logic in her argument was suffocating. I couldn't argue with the truth, only felt the cold weight of it pressing down on me."Andrew, you have to end this," she said again, her voice softening slightly but her resolve unwavering. "I'm not trying to be the bad guy here, I just... I can't stand by and watch you make a mistake that will destroy your relationship with your daughter. This relationship with Sage, it's not worth it."I looked away, my gaze fixed on a distant point in the garden, anything to avoid the accusing look in my twin’s eyes. "I know, Amelia," I mumbled, the words feeling hollow even to me. "I've... I've thought about it. But for now, I'm just going with the flow. I don't want to think about the f

Andrew's POV My chest ached with a pain so profound it was physical. Every word out of Sage’s mouth, every accusation, was a dagger to my heart. She couldn't understand, and how could she? How could she possibly comprehend the impossible choice I was making, the sacrifice I was forced to make for a promise I’d made to my daughter years ago?"You got lost?" she'd said, a bitter, broken laugh escaping her lips. "And you think that's an excuse? You let me fall for you, Andrew. You let me believe that this was something real, something worth fighting for."Tears streamed down her face, a sight that tore me to pieces. I had hurt her. I had hurt the one person who had managed to find a way back into my carefully constructed life, the one person who made me feel alive again. I had to end it. I had to stop the bleeding, even if it meant becoming the monster she now saw.“Sage, please,” I pleaded, my voice hoarse. “Don’t do this. I’m just trying to protect you.”“Protect me?” she scoffed, a f

Sage's povThe next morning, the weight of the world felt impossibly heavy on my shoulders. Every muscle ached, every breath felt like a struggle. But I knew I couldn’t hide forever. With a deep, shuddering breath, I dragged myself out of bed, a ghost of my former self, and got ready for school.As I walked across campus, I felt it immediately. The stares. The whispers. Every head turned as I passed, every conversation seemed to pause and then resume in hushed tones. The eyes that followed me were a mix of pity, disgust, and morbid curiosity. It was the walk of shame, made real and public for the entire campus to see.I rushed to my locker, my head down, desperate to avoid eye contact. I grabbed my books and hurried to class, but even there, the whispers didn't stop. The familiar faces of my classmates were now a sea of judgment. I felt isolated, alone, a pariah in a place that had once felt like home.After the lecture, I was walking down the hall, my mind a haze of shame and pain, w

Andrew's POV The air in the head of the school's office was thick with the scent of old paper and quiet disapproval. Hawthorne, a stern woman with a gaze that could peel paint, sat behind her large mahogany desk, her fingers steepled in a gesture of calm authority. I already knew why I was here; the campus whispers had reached a fever pitch, and my fate had been sealed long before this summons."Andrew," Hawthorne began, her voice crisp and devoid of emotion. "I trust you know why I've asked you to come in."I nodded, the word a heavy weight in my throat. "Yes, I do.""Good. Then I'll be direct," she said, leaning forward slightly. "Following the recent news regarding your... relationship with one of your players, the school council held an emergency meeting this morning. Their decision was unanimous. You are to be relieved of your duties as coach, effective immediately. Your conduct has been deemed to be in violation of school policy, and we advise you to comply with these terms to