The next morning, Gerald drove Alyssa and me to the training hall.
The car had barely rumbled to a halt right outside the training hall entrance, tires crunching softly on the gravel.
I immediately spotted two familiar figures.
They were Harry and Gian.
Harry was loitering by the door, his forehead creased in a slight frown, eyes darting back and forth across the stream of people coming and going.
The second he caught sight of me, his mouth tugged downward in a scowl, and he pointedly turned his head away, acting like I didn't exist.
Coach Leo, a colleague I knew pretty well, hurried over to greet us.
"Coach Helena! Your husband brought your son to the training hall. Perfect timing, you can take care of them, right?"
I cut him off immediately. "That's not a good idea, Coach Leo. I
