Isabella’s POVBefore Zander was even off the field on the stretcher, Amelie was down at the players' bench. I was over, talking to her and hugging her, before she raced over to Zander.“I’m ok, Ame,” Zander advised her before she could start to worry. “It’s just protocol to have me on the stretcher so I can be checked out.”“Zander Alexander Cavanaugh, you scared me shitless,” Amelie said, swatting me on the shoulder.“Sorry, I know,” Zander chuckled. “It seems Antonio is trying to send me a message.”“What are you talking about?” I said from behind Amelie.“The player told me, before I passed out, that the hit was a message from Antonio for me to stay the fuck away from you, Izzy,” Zander advised.I was obviously enraged. “That fucker has gone too far,” I declared, pulling out my phone and dialing. I walked away from everyone for privacy.“Well, hello, my little doll,” Antonio purred.“Don’t you little doll me, Antonio,” I declared. “You cannot dictate who my friends are, you possess
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