Damon's POV
I’m still buzzing from the win last night, my body exhausted but the adrenaline pumping strong. After months of rehab, of being sidelined, and pushing myself past every damn limit, this feels like redemption. I’m not the same player I was before the injury—I’m better, stronger. And that’s why, when I get a text from one of my teammates saying Eric wants to talk, I can’t help but feel a mix of anticipation and unease.
Eric’s never been my biggest fan. He’s always had a chip on his shoulder, always been the captain, and when I was forced to sit out, he played like it was his team—his spotlight. But now, after I’m back on the court, proving everyone wrong, there’s something in the air that’s shifted. Eric can’t stand it.
The moment he walks into the locker room, I feel the weig
