Ivy arrived at Coach Kaminski's room still in yesterday's clothes, having thrown on whatever was nearest in her rush to respond to the urgent summons, her heart pounding with a fear that made even standing still feel like an act of considerable effort.
"You're cleared," Coach Kaminski said, immediately, reading the panic evident on Ivy's face and clearly prioritizing relief over any further dramatic buildup. "Contamination levels well below the threshold that would trigger any actual violation. Full provisional clearance, confirmed. You're competing today, exactly as scheduled."
Ivy felt her knees genuinely weaken with relief, tears springing forward with immediate, overwhelming release. "Thank god. Thank you, for getting me this information as quickly as possible."
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