Jules POV
The athletic building's side entrance is always unlocked during evening meetings. I learned that during sophomore year when I used to bring Dad forgotten playbooks and forgotten dinners.
Now I'm using it to sneak into my own father's domain like a criminal.
The hallway stretches before me, dimly lit by emergency lighting. My sneakers make soft squeaking sounds against the polished floor, and I wince at each step.
"I shouldn't be here," I whisper to myself.
If Dad catches me, if security sees me, but I need to know what they're saying about Adrian and me. I need to know if there's any chance of salvaging this nightmare.
The team meeting room door comes into view, light spilling from beneath it. I can hear multiple voices, all male voices but familiar.
I press myself against
