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Chapter 157: Bruised Ego
December 13, 2014:The cold pack rested against his ribs, but it did little to ease the sting beneath the surface.Tristan sat slouched on the couch, shirtless, muscles sore and bruised from ninety minutes of frustration. One hand pressed the ice against his side. The other tapped absently against his...
Chapter 156: Liverpool
December 2, 2014 – King Power StadiumThe King Power Stadium trembled with anticipation.A sea of blue scarves waved beneath the bright floodlights, voices merging into one powerful roar. A brisk December chill filled the air, but no one in the stands cared about the cold.This was a statement game.T...
Chapter 155: No Rest for the Best
December 1, 2014 – Evening…The coffee table was drowning in sketches, pencils, and loose sheets of paper, some half-finished, others abandoned mid-design. Tristan sat cross-legged on the floor, eyes fixed on the page, his pencil gliding across the paper in quick, confident strokes.Barbara, curle...
Chapter 154: Shut Up and Play?
November 21, 2014 - Belvoir Drive…The gym buzzed with life, players easing back into club mode after international duty. Some were on stationary bikes, shaking off stiff legs from travel, others halfheartedly stretching, more focused on bantering than actually recovering.At the center of it all, T...
Chapter 153: Crowned in Gold
November 16, 2014 – En Route to the U.S.The icy night air bit at their skin as they crossed the tarmac, Barbara pulling her coat tighter around herself as the private jet loomed ahead of them, its sleek body illuminated by the floodlights.She glanced at Tristan, who walked beside her, hands tucked...
Chapter 152: Under Wembley Lights
November 10, 2014…The early morning light streamed through the windows, casting soft golden hues across the hardwood floor. The faint scent of coffee still lingered in the air, but neither of them was really paying attention to it.Barbara stood near the couch, lifting Tristan’s duffel bag off th...
Chapter 151: Full Circle
November 9, 2014 – Morning After SouthamptonThe early morning sun streamed through the windows, casting golden streaks across the hardwood floor. The kitchen smelled of fresh coffee, the faint aroma of breakfast still lingering in the air.Barbara stood at the counter, wrapped in one of Tristan’s...
Chapter 150: Dark Horses
November 5th, 2014 – Belvoir Drive Training Ground…The tactical room at Belvoir Drive was darkened, illuminated only by the soft glow of the projector casting footage of Southampton’s recent matches onto the large screen. Nigel Pearson stood near the front, arms folded firmly across his chest,...
Chapter 149: Back to Europe
November 2nd, 2014: The Morning After…The soft hum of the morning settled over the house, golden sunlight slipping through the blinds, casting warm streaks across the kitchen counter. The scent of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air, though the only sign of Felix was the cleaned-up dishes by...
Chapter 148: West Bromwich Albion
November 1st, 2014 – King Power StadiumLeicester City vs. West Bromwich Albion…The King Power Stadium hummed with anticipation. Fans packed into their seats, the sea of blue and white scarves creating a wall of color, voices already rising into chants. The cool November air carried the scent of ...
Chapter Update
Please go read chapter 147 again. Sorry, lmao. I added up about 10k more words, making the chapter almost 22k in total. I could have made it a different chapter, but I didn’t want to drag out the slice of life in this story. The next chapter will be today; it will be about games, mostly as Tristan...
Chapter 147: A Night of Reflection
October 25th, 2014 – Early Morning…..
Chapter 146: Back to Action
Next Morning…Barbara stirred as the first hints of sunlight seeped through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room.Her entire body ached.Not just sore—wrecked. Every muscle protested, a reminder of how she had spent the last twenty-four hours.At some point, Tristan suggested a break—a ...
Chapter 145: Off the Pitch
Belvoir Drive….The rhythmic hum of machines echoed through Leicester’s training facility, blending with the clatter of weights being racked and the occasional buzz of a treadmill. The gym was nearly empty—most of the squad, along with the coaching staff, had already flown out to Turkey for the...
Chapter 144: Sidelines & Headlines
The morning fog clung to Belvoir Drive, a damp chill settling over the training ground. Players filtered in, boots crunching against the frost-laced grass, but inside the manager’s office, the mood was far from routine.Pearson sat behind his desk, fingers tapping against the edge of a freshly prin...
First-Poll
How are you guys liking the relationship in the story so far? Did I overdo it? Should I go back and change it?
Chapter 143: The Fallout
The atmosphere was thick—a mix of exhaustion, frustration, and quiet rage.The only sounds were the rustling of kit bags, the low hum of the showers, and the occasional clatter of studs against the tiled floor.Tristan sat with his foot wrapped in ice, his head tilted back against the wall. The pain...
Chapter 142: Newcastle
October 18th, 2014 – St. James' Park….The roar of 50,000 voices crashed through the stadium, rolling like a wave across St. James' Park. Under the glow of the floodlights, the pitch gleamed—pristine, untouched, waiting for war.Martin Tyler's voice carried across the airwaves, smoot...
Chapter 141: Back to Business
October 14, 2014 – London, England……The private jet touched down at Luton Airport, taxiing smoothly along the runway as the England squad prepared to go their separate ways after another successful international break.From the outside, it looked like just another return flight—players gather...
Chapter 140: England’s Crown Jewel
October 10, 2014 – En Route to EstoniaThe quiet hum of the private jet filled the cabin, carrying the England squad from London to Tallinn for their next Euro 2016 Qualifier. The players were relaxed settling into their usual mid-flight routines—some watching movies, others dozing off, a few loc...
Chapter 139: From Farm Boots to Football Boots
October 8th,2014…Tristan stretched out on his bed, muscles still loose from training, as he lazily reached for his phone with it buzzing. He knew he should probably head down for dinner soon, but when the screen lit up with an incoming FaceTime call, food could wait.FaceTime – BabeHe accepted th...
Chapter 138: The Attention
October 7th, 2014 - St. George’s Park...The crisp autumn air carried the scent of freshly cut grass as England’s squad jogged onto the training pitch. The afternoon sun hung low in the sky, stretching long shadows across the pristine field.For most, this was another session—sharpening movement...
Chapter 137: Last Day
October 5, 2014 – Morning…Barbara stirred, her face pressing deeper into the pillow, reaching instinctively for warmth. Instead, her hand found empty space.Her brows furrowed slightly, sleep slipping away as awareness settled in. Tristan wasn't there.That was… strange.She was used to now w...
Chapter 136: How to Break Records
October 4, 2014: King Power Stadium..Just days ago, Leicester had eased past their Europa League opponents—now they looked to solidify their place near the top of the Premier League table.King Power was alive with energy, and the home crowd was eager to watch another brilliant showing from their t...
Chapter 135: Best Fan in the World
The next morning, Tristan and Barbara arrived a
Chapter 134: An Adult
The day drifted by in an unhurried rhythm, neit
Chapter 133: Third Day (End)
September 28, 2014, Early Morning….Tristan moved quietly as he unlocked the door to Barbara's hotel room with the key card she'd given him the day before.He expected her to be awake—she'd told him she always was, long before the clock hit seven. But when his texts went unanswered, he...
Chapter 132: Second Day
Barbara lay sprawled across her hotel bed, staring at the ceiling, a smile playing on her lips.Soon, sleep began to pull at her; there was no need to fight to stay awake any longer, so she let her body sink into the mattress, when—BZZT. BZZT. BZZT.Her phone rattled aggressively on the nightstand.B...
Chapter 131: First Day
[ This chapter is currently in the process of b
Chapter 130: The Life of a Model
Barbara ended the call but for some reason, she didn't put her phone down right away.Instead, she sat there, staring at her screen, her thumb hovering uncertainly over Tristan's name in the call log. Her pulse pounded incessantly in her ear—an occurrence that had begun just recently, yet l...
