MELISSA'S POV
I was still deep in thought, reflecting on everything that had unfolded in the past few weeks. The whirlwind of photo shoots, brand endorsements, social media chaos, and emotional roller coasters had left me drained. I was just beginning to settle into the rare stillness of the moment, curled up on my couch, when my phone rang.
The sound snapped through the silence like a slap.
I groaned and glanced at the screen.
Coach.
Of course.
My thumb hovered over the decline button. Just for a second. Not because I didn’t want to talk to him, but because I already knew what the call was about. And I didn’t feel ready. Not mentally. Not physically. Not emotionally. I just wanted to rest. One more day. One more hour.
But I couldn't ignore him. He was more than just a coach. He was
