Damon’s POV
I was finally starting to feel like myself again.
Physically, my leg was healing well enough that I was moving around without the crutches. My body was still a little sore, but it was a good kind of sore—the kind that came with progress. I had decided to come to the gym today, and my teammates noticed. They noticed my determination, my fire, but also, they noticed the distance.
Eric especially, he couldn’t miss out on any chance to put me down. It was hard not to feel the tension in the air every time he looked at me. It was the kind of resentment that could burn a hole in a room. I had always been a threat to Eric, even before my injury. But now, with my return to full strength, I could practically feel the electricity when he walked by.
But it wasn’t just him. The truth w
